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Where Is The Answer?


It’s to have lived a life worth sharing A treasure that will never be known by another soul It’s a special reservation An invitation It’s the call that all great men fear One that only the best of us And the worst of us Can rise up to Answer Where Is the Answer? Or Simpler Yet Where Do YOU Find The Answer? Where Or How? (For the More Accomplished) For the Futher Humbled For the Lost & Broken For the Call-Sign Jester Don’t let Can’t let Won’t Let Never let it fester… You never try and best her Cause you can’t It’s true “Her name is time” Slipping through your fingers like a metaphorical sand No it’s not a Big Brass Band (the answer) More like the river that feeds this dry dry land.
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