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This poem is the story of how just a few years ago a friend was heading the wrong way
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He was once a man of anger
so feirce
he fought everyone even his own
kin
untill he met a man said his name was peirce
that old man said something that made his boi9ling soul cease
Find peace be free.

One year later he got a call that filled him with fright
that old man was sick and asked to see him
one more time
and as that old man layed there he said
find peace be free.

Now whenever he feels that anger come over him again
he just listens to the wind he can still hear that
old man saying
find peace be free
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