Some people say,
That we are all special,
We do things in a unique way,
An always make a difference
From being champions,
To being losers,
From winning the gold,
To be a time for a hero
Looking frail and grey,
Like some rotten meat,
From a dead birds prey,
Must have some form of a sentence
A time for you, me or us all,
To be unique and special,
Like today and tomorrow,
Will be that time for a hero
7/12/08
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