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Written: 22/03/2011

A Summers day but Winters sun
Rain fell down but clouds are gone

Rainbow shines vivid but fades fast
Gone too soon but Your promises last

North winds blows followed by the South
And I am full but ever feeding my mouth

But there is no such rhyme nor reason
I owe You my life but I am only treason

In silence victory should have entailed
I look all but lost and in all but failed

By Pete Scopes