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These eyes have seen a glory that none can ever take my soul belongs to one who will never give it away the world howls it rage at his barricades and all he does is wait holding my soul so gently but in a fist of diamond he waits for the time when all is ready to call this soul back home

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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