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Thursday, September 1, 2016
Some Day
By
John I. Blair
Some day
All that I’ll have left to say
Is babblings of a broken mind.
When that hour comes, I swear,
I will still speak with all the power
My broken mind can find.
©2016 John I. Blair
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