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Truth be told
It's these Old Things/For
I know why
they Echo Wind/
More Truth
to Cause/It's These Old Things
Are These Old Songs
I call My Wings/
The Truth
At Heart/Its These Old Flaws/
Its These New Songs/
Its These New Wings/to Soar
Unflawed/and preach the Sky/..
For this
I'm Born/For This
is why/To Soar Unfloored/In Each Blue Sky
For This I'm Born/For This
I Shine/To Soar Unfloored
No Weep/
No Die/I did not
cry/When you told lies/to Soar
unFloored/No Weep/No Die/I did not
Cry/When You Told Lies/To
Soar
Unflawed/No Weep/No Die/I did not cry
When You Told Lies/
and when you left
I did not cry/...
and when you left
I did not die/...
20, May 2012
-_-F i n n e g a n
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