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Whispers in her corridor voices heard
Shouts of praise maybe laughing gas
She swings open her door to let the light shine in
Gone our the days we used to frolic in the haze
Stone walkways through the ivy hedge
She just couldn't keep her mouth shut to save her soul
Talk of the town that was until she fell ill
Deep within thought she begins to ponder her past
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Reflections come to those who choose
Truth to her was revealed through a barbed wire fence
Setting her melodic soul full force in a trance
Always thinking of her long lost son who ran away
Then one day a knock came at her door
Lest that she implore some other way
Behind the door stood a tall man
Looking for warmth inside for he was a tramp

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Her first impression was to send the man to camp
For many years have passed still having a reason to grasp
Old woman by the shore
Give life time we never know what's around the corner
In time she gathers her senses and approaches the man
His sad face had an unfashionable embrace
A long trace and a thoughtful warm trace
A closer look and she soon realizes
For it was none other then her own flesh & blood
Brown eyes just like her own
With many questions that she once heard
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A plot of land brought back his memory
A mark on the tree would set the story free
After questions passed they both had every reason to grasp
Happy as a lark her face looked straight to the ocean
The reunion with her son
Was a heaven sent magic potion
Through sullen asps with briars in rhetoric décor
A morning has broken and the light came flowing
With shadows torn in darkened circumstances
Heavenly father is a God of second chances !

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