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Another Time
If I stand a while
inside my mind
I put on a smile
and pretend I find
what I feel was lost
inside the miles
everyday the cost
backs up in piles
I think the sun
forgot to shine
the shadow is gone
from across the dial
there really is no one, else
throughout time
that has came from
previous lives.
You don't remember me
I am not from
across the sea
a world now gone
upon
the killing fields
old names still don
the bark
carved on those trees.
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