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Once in a land faraway
Once in land far away
Was a woman
she knelt to pray
She prayed for a child who could be
The key to a new dawn of ages
The baby was conceived
Naturally of course
By union of bodies
By lustful souls
The scrolls foretold the child would grow to be
A pawn in the game of prophecy
A peacemaker
A son of the goddess
Most high
Her diamond ,glowing bright in the sky
But there would be...
Sunday 9th February 2014 5:12 pm
you make stories
You make stories your clever
you bind the lines together
stories written last forever
we are making stories its fun
stories that make us whole
stories that make us one
we make stories from day one
everybody has a story to tell
from the birth of the earth
to the gates of heaven
to the depths of hell
everyone has a story to tell!
Saturday 22nd January 2011 4:01 pm
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