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By Cwm

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Walking along, the dusty trail, of surrounding blackness, echoes of the worlds exotic, creatures try to direct, my confused path. The distorted winds, are a pleague,to my destenation. A destenation,that has circumvented, of its original. "Why?" Who knows, not I, im just a lonely sharecropper, clawing my way up, trying to reach to zenith! Those befoe me has failed, now i am the only hope. Snow,sleet,rain,lighting, I have all overcomed. Yielding,averting, has been my forte, and out smarting the rest. Im the chosen one,i must drink, from the holy grail,to save lives, that has been lost. Destiny relies on thee, and thou shall not, fail those before, and after me! Voices many evil, try to discourage my quest, chanting "Your die." The iniquities, ammounts to greater heights, making my path more arduous. But despite the journey, that lies ahead, nothing shall stop thee, thou knows God watches above, and heth knows, he will guide thee, because Gods mercy, is everlasting. Written January 3rd, 2002 © on Jan 17 2002 10:22 AM PST   0 • 12

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