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It's time to take off the costume, It's time to wash off the paint And think of what it means to be me. They're packing up the wagons, The..

It is your custom to let the accused have the final word in these trials and I will not let pass this last chance to speak before you execute me. ..

The wind is always somewhere blowing Racing, wafting, rising, flowing It drives the rain and windmills high ‘til there’s nothing le..

Cruel spark - to ignite me so. Hidden in her eye, waiting 'til my need Would no longer be ignored. Why me? Why now? I haven't love left in me ..

By JohnAngelo (@ 1 year old), interpreted by me

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