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By Jack Joseph Smith
Don't say anything
About I told you so
I' never took a second to
cross anyone with a life
Not around the world
Just across the gobe
I never had spirs
Red wings
But just the oppisite
is what T.S. Eliot says
Each time I did something less
I wish I would have done
something else
And to see before it comes true
Has only one chance
And that would be something
That is against a law
Excapt for her
The voice is all you need to
Know.