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Two² day’s till Saturday⁶

Shoulder to shoulder, standing arms apart.

The creating of an impression; sickening and deadly

A facade dances to frozen music,

stabs and steps all add to the medley.

Taste of death, no longer can I lose it.

Creating of covenant now reigns so heavy

before, I watched and planned so carefully

now what\'s left has been taken from me.

Patience,

He is more when you are less.

each crime and every kindness

writes the future you now live.

Every Sadness and drop of hope

will take you through.