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Meant for Many

By Matt Wade
See the place for many, when empty.
But slowly now it starts to fill,
and the noise it begins to rise.
Faces friendly and faces not
looking to and fro,
for their own small space in that place.

They gather here and there, I notice
with the him or her they most prefer.
And every now and then I spot,
a certain he or she,
who is by chance or purpose,
making their place with me.
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This is dedicated to the people who I call mine.
When you start something it can be amazing to watch it grow. I simply sat there, y'all made it a table. Y'all made the memories.

Summit TN 1st Session 2010
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