What the F***?!?!?!
cry your lowliness in disperse
try to wonder what
know the meaning of a stare
feel the happening of a thought
do not know what to expect
of a grease in the wind
what together we expect
is not what we knew as what
moving through the slow grease
of a moment in the day
is what we want to understand
is what almost we all miss complain
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Tuesday, April 5, 2011 - 21:53
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