everyone is gone
the poets I love have fled
it's time to move on
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forty years from now
when the playground is empty
ask me why i left
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peter paul and i
all for one and one for all
but where are they now
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an empty playground
swings rocked by a winters wind
frozen memories........rvenghost
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we're here lurking and waiting, as you are, call out to us.
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[AYE build up your fire
face towards the summit
and motion me in]
~TROLL