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He gets his peace now
The fame of childhood
To be lived again
As a real child

No concrete walls
To keep them back
Because you are finally safe
And sound

With your music and your
"I'll be there" promise
That some didn't believe
But I did Michael

Shower us with heaven's
The world and I
Need someone to
Be there.

6/25/2009 1630 cj

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