Published Sep 29, 2006
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"Don't ask me to surrender," Her voice fell tired and spent, "My hopes and dreams, a silent heart I carry here within." Her outstretched wings, left tattered A sail aged with rust, "A breath in time, that's yours and mine... it belongs to only us."
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