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Valhalla Drive

It all begins and
ends my friend,
Here on Valhalla Drive

You think the times
Are wearing thin
and that you
may not thrive.

You might be right
About your plight,
your inability to survive.

You struggle long
and struggle hard
just to stay alive.

Fear not my weary traveler,
At last you've found your way.

Forget the past,
You are home at last.

Here on Valhalla Drive.

poem by Lynne FincherSpringarden
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