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it's funny

it's funny how a memory can take me back in time a photo that is faded, that once was black and white it's funny how a song could hold such fantasies and what you always said, is what I now believe it's funny that I built castles, out of little grains of sand and how it never worked out, exactly like I planned it's funny that before my eyes, sunlight turned to gray everything seems different, everything has changed it's funny that a dream can take me back in time to places and embraces, things I left behind it's funny that a heart can lay love's pain to rest after all the heartache and all I did invest

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Date: 6/2/2010 12:06:00 AM
This is really good, JB. VERY good.
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