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Testing the waters 
of this undeserved fame.

As this life as we know it,
really isn't much more than a game.

Theres nothing left to lose.
No more to soon gain.

What you bring to the table,
isn't much to many.

And if silence is as good as gold.
Look forword to what your future can hold.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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