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A Fading Memory
You are the River of Life
Flowing through my adventure
Breathing fresh life into this weary body
And I'm whining...longing for so much more
You are that searching inner eye
Crying to be heard by God who died
You're force-feeding the nearly stillborn
And reclaiming the birthright of downtrodden
You're the ears of a heartless deaf society
Hearing only the muteness of rhythm of life
You...
Monday 14th November 2016 12:46 am
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