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One More Time

The battles lines are drawn,

The scornful hate withdrawn.

I will go toe to toe

With anyone you know.

I have lost my greatest treasure;

But the measure

Of a man

Is what he fights for.



Is what he claims.

But they do not know

What happens in dreams.

Pass away

And the schemes

Fall apart.

And when he calls

Will you pick up the phone, he just needs to hear your voice

One more time?

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