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By on Mar 16, 2006 in On A Whim | 0 comments

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Remember the time when the wind was harsh
and you wanted to go through the storm
the field 21 acres across was like a marsh
with no rhyme or reform
i stood there with you to help you pass
that day i still remember you did not worry
i guided you through the impass
i did pass the extraordinary
never in my life did my gaze fall upon you
with lust greed and fatal attraction
forever in your life will the people around you
keep you away from the truth in total deception
never carry the sorrows of pain in the clasp of thundering rain
down below the emerald grass the hellish fires grow
you stood there like never n my wildest dreams for a little bit of gain
let me help you out and dispose your sorrows

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