April 28, 2010
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When lightness runs,
And whispers fallow,
Catch the ones that are not hallow,
Listen closely, kiss the wind,
Touch the gliding words within,
And when we hear the promising song,
We know better,
Than to sing along,
For the lies that string
Along these words,
Are the ones that are,
More often heard,
But we know better,
We know this,
When words so suddenly become a kiss,
Things are wrong,
When the whispers begin,
Don't fall for the trap,
That lies within......

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