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iv won
though the life of the weak and worriesome are often darker than a
ruby lost in some deep darkend dwelling not often dose the sun shine
upone thee but when it dose your filled with light and you see again
and your filled with joy hope and momentary happiness untill the
sun laughs and changes course and all is dark again and the light so
close if only you could reach its gone and your ambishon is gone cause
you know its not for you and you sit ther in that dank dark dwelling
alone with deep dark red rubys that everyone knows all around you and
now its your turn to laugh and yell iv beat the sun
