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Created on: July 01, 2009
Point me to the lane, the one which I am due
The only thing certain, is just one ball not two
Smokin and jokin, in between each shot
But when the ball rolls, my blood pressures hot
Putting strings together, this score starts to grow
The less the mind thinks, the more the heart shows
You and the lane, and the one which you decide
A beautiful set, rolling proudly with pride
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