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Thursday, November 17, 2011

an extent in time

  • the possession of ones place...
    a crescendo exploding in the view ..
    .even in the action occurring...bat tans cracking skulls .
    .the lie res explanations of the few ..

    of the few....
    representing you ....

    a high...thick...masonry structure..
    protecting the ones with control ..
    the one being in abuse
    have nothing to lose

    .....nothing to do..

    shell we praise the valor,
    or is it a sold Idea.
    that it's time has come into view...

    can an idea be erased with battens..
    or are we all falling for the few...
    suffering in the cold...
    wind..
    drugs...
    hunger...
    loud venison out to a falling few

    consider the swirl... motions in the air..
    to pass confusion...
    to twist .. and shape the idea for your benefit to..

    swengen... shaking to beat the source..
    obedience to lawful authority..
    together in a standard which one has just claimed...

    abundance of support with food and gender to come forth.. amazement to the few that control all of you

    all of you..........

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