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IT IS TIME
IT IS TIME
Above, the view soon severed free
scetched into you and me
with cussing praying sighs now hurled
into a rhyme of iconic scorn
My love for you will forever be
etched into you and me
Now I must say goodbye to this world
For it is time to be born
Above, the view soon severed free
scetched into you and me
with cussing praying sighs now hurled
into a rhyme of iconic scorn
My love for you will forever be
etched into you and me
Now I must say goodbye to this world
For it is time to be born
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