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Jul 2012
Floating up, down
round the realms.
To no-where land.

A place where
nothing matters
.
It's a real,
place to be.

Living in the freedom
of a "promised" land,
within the comfort of your mind.

I'd like to go there.
Sacrelicious
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Sacrelicious  31/M/Hell
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