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Something

Something over, that never begun.
Something lost, that was never won.
Something finished, without a start.
A puzzle completed, missing a part.
Something returned, but never gave.
Something I buried, without a grave.
A gun that was fired, without a shot.
A Sun that shone, but was never hot.
Something that burnt, without smoke.
Something I did have...until I awoke.

 

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◄ Those Great Days (For Stuart Adamson)

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