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One Day


One day, I found out how, One day, I will find out why, I do not wish to know now, But I realize that it is not the time, Or the place for these things, To be known, As of now when we ling, Er longer than sown, In the arms of time, And sand that always flows, But is always mine, With heart in tow, I will find my answers, Some day, One day, In time.
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