2006-06-15
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Paths: The past is now part of my future, The present is well out of hand...
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From the sun you came
A remaining trail
You took me on a path
Your blinding beauty
A new flight, a new sight
Lines meet
When a line meets a line
A sign shows in the mind
Take out to dine, maybe with a little wine
When a line meets a line
A bind stronger than pine
Something so fine, has never been mine
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