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Book I: Part II

This is written for the day of July sixth

The day after the fifth

That day we wont forget.

Although I’m writing this on the sixth of June

Twelve hours before noon

7-5 will come so soon.

What will happen may be a surprise

May come to you as tragic,

May bring a tear to our eyes

Most certainly won’t be magic.

What will happen is non-fiction

Something I believe,

Not just a prediction

I feel you’ll all see.

A day we’ll all remember

From the start of October

Till the end of September.

A day of good or bad we’ll all be amazed,

Because something serious will happen

In just thirty summer days.

This will come startling to the most,

And up will stay my hopes,

It was yesterday July fifth

My world went against the ropes.

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