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November 12, 2007

_The Wishsong_

Through the ages o' the Gods,
The song was on n I was far,
But when I landed fr so near
I swear the word that I will stear... .
the dEATh that beres... .. .

Leave Life, Love Life, Life Loves....Even if u dunno what u live for...thts what am made of...Hope n belief that give me a cause....n I live without a Pause...n ths wht i am n was...

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