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 Miles away from the epicenter Peace stands Abandoned save for a handful Of faithful believers. Over time the feeling grows They try to conceal The way they feel. Then the subject comes up Before the surprise ending. Someone leading the way Who is that? She was my next door neighbor Everything changes and even Grows. Miles away from the epicenter, Becomes over time the new epicenter Or the mountain moves towards you. A dream coming into sight. |
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