Words of Mine

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I swept the cobwebs clean
I returned my boyhood dream
and exchanged my solemn anthem
for a life altering addendum

You are the exception to my rules
and all else is null and void
I shall not suffer anymore fools
now that you've come to be my joy

I see the words upon your tree
decked out so ornamentally
I hear the music in its season
and feel the rhythm of your reason

Lay your strings and percussion
and wind through branches playing
I shall listen to this discussion
and all that we are saying

Let light the star above it all
to grace the night of this call
so I might see the smile in each line
and then leave you these words of mine

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