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Oct 26, 2007
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A Saga
Living on sunshine, and promises,
and dreams that seem to fade,
with music as my pulse
and times I'd never trade;
and also times I'd soon forget
with moments I'd repeat,
with hope, my steady anchor
that reminds my heart to beat.
A saga filled with highs and lows
and times I was not the star,
a journey of enchantment
where I've traveled oh so far;
a life chock full of magic
where the blessings never end,
where I was never quite alone
for I've always had a friend;
and now I finally realize
so late-I must confess,
that I'm so very fortunate...
..for these things I still possess.
— docmaverick, Oct 26, 2007
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weirdelf
18 years 7 months ago
Well written