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I stand on the premise of time wondering if this day will be mine, the rock is fastened into the ground and the bad weather is driven from the town and courage is onward bound. I stand on the premises of time and gazed beyond the horizon and penetrate the distance that I am coming from and the long empty days that trapped me on the island. The mountains stand up like man in the sea and the heavens rest on the clouds beneath it glorifying thee, the energy is strong and the distance is long and, I will never go back there to help you sing that song. When the sky breaks loose I will start wearing a different pair of shoe. I stand on the premises of time, running away from the love that is not mine, everybody that came back from there, each has a story to share, the native on the island are not aware of it, and they have not noticed that the devil has escaped from the bottomless pit, roaming the island for five long years, trapping the innocent and the guilty underneath its wings but mercy was just on time to get some people out of the bind. It is not quite over yet some people are still caught up into the fisher man’s net , the days are running away from me but hope has come to set me free. I stand on the premise of time looking at the mountain across sea and the everything that I wanted is coming to me, and I made a narrow escape to break out of the gate and cross over before it was too late. Everything is imported to me and the army has removed the entire booby trap, the land mine and all the diabolic dangers that were set to destroy me. The frozen hill is slowly drifting on the sands and the ice on the mountain is slowly melting into the ground and the multitude is staring from a distance. It was just the other day they were there and today they are celebrating the love over here. Our eyes have behold it, our mind have absorb it and destiny has taken us out of it; and so we have escaped the precipice. I  am standing on the premise of time, the sun the moon and the stars are divine and I have finally got what is mine but I will not go back there. I will celebrate love with you where everyone can see, I will not go back.
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