April 8, 2010
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The grafitti on the wall of the abandoned building was the writing on the page of an old book.
Aged and worn the message remains,
Making the point to whoever cares to interpret it.

Faded, but still seen.
Abandoned, but never alone.
Disgraced, but loved.

The words flow fluently, as a stream would flow down a mountain.
Concise, but neverending,
Words seen by all become the hope for everday life.

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