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He went about his life This brave Lad. And yea, he struggled long. His mind was full of strife Poor Dear Lad. And feelings came out wrong. He walked in to the zone Our Strong Lad. His life was now in doubt. His thoughts were not his own, Our Torn Lad. Would he ever make it out? There came one fateful day Dear Bold Lad. When things came to a head. His mind with him did stay, Brave Lad. Black days for him are DEAD.
25th July 1999
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