Plus

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through the internal lines of endless graves
I see the shores of time
always beaten by the waves
as they spread their tons of grime

where once there was a child of time
there now stands a child of brave
awaiting to tell the forces of crime
the plus and minuses of what they stave

adding itself upon its field of time
the way a healer can share your pain
once bitten, and trying to climb
back to feel life again

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