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To Meet You

By Wil C. Fry, March 29, 2001, 21:44

Copyright © 2001 by Wil C. Fry. All rights reserved.


When all of Earth is engulfed in flame
I want you to squeeze my hand
When on death-bed I whisper your name
Be my biggest fan

No blade can carve me from you
My peace is in thoughts of you
I want you I need you
And I want to meet you



Copied from my "Darker Blue Notebook".



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