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Someday
Somewhere, sometime, someone
will see
What it takes for
all to be free.
Walking together hand
in hand.
Telling of freedom
from land to land.
As the sun comes up
That finest of days
I'll think not of
the past
Far off in a haze.
I'll dream of a good
life
Where friendship abouns
Where loving my brethren
Forever resounds!
RLT.....72© 2011 |