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A tough squab time
It’s hard religious lead goldmine
Quintuplets-born free BORN
Mercury Just move under
Up continues dust say Gun Facelift..
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Free to be me, free to be who I want to be, free to do what I want to do. Just free!
I jump, I shout, I scream, I laugh, I cry, I whisper, I wail, ..
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[/center]THE CONTENTS OF THIS DOCUMENT ARE PRIVATE AND CONFIDENTIAL
[center]OSAMA�S SACRIFI..
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A connection severed, lost
Separation from the past?
Or
Separation from the future?
Either is torment
There is no time
Just an eternity
Of t..
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The walls are high
They are strong
He has learnt to build
To block out
No one in and no one out
Lives in darkness, in pain
But he would rather..
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You walk along the bank.
Dirt and clay squish through your toes.
Dry, dead gum trees overshadow your footsteps.
A hand is pushing at your back, f..
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Leaves are the bustled brittle scattered dry
Water Water
Torrid streets of utter desolation
Water Water
My lips desire a hint, a drop of
Water Wa..
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Death is cold
Much like the winter
Just a touch
A shiver runs straight
Penetrating the body
Shutting down it�s systems
Life blood ..
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A long trip to work today and I know it is going to be a tedious one. I have to sit on this filthy archaic train for an hour and a half. Wife�..
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I anger at every drop
It lands upon my furnace face
To torment me, it always has
It doesn�t even fall with Grace
In anger: pelting and..
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