IX. o IX.

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Companions of mine through the miles

Heard me sing and watch me dance

Pass the smoke, savor a cigar and maybe more

Sip the wicky shared together as it’s brewed

Healing each we played our live’s together as a song

Left these harmonics rippling, our prayers

Could it be this together we

Constructed as we slept, our eternity?

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