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While I sit down to write My pen begins to talk What are you ding my friend You resemble a hawk You have a long agenda to fix something up Never trying to find only eccentrically burp? The Suns, Moons you see Can never be your friend You are quite alone over the battle ground Time have come to make your skin thick Strengthen your body to give hard kick All these talks made me to smile pen seems very smart walks a more mile Agendas are to undo battles are history for my beloved pen it is a mystery World has moved faster than my pen Sun.Moon are in my net, and listed as my fan I pity my poor pen Preparing to face a ban we are in motion Just no battles Only a final Annihilation
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Oct 13, 2010
Oct 13, 2010 at 12:29 PM UTC
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While I sit down to write My pen begins to talk What are you ding my friend You resemble a hawk You have a long agenda to fix something up Never trying to find only eccentrically burp? The Suns, Moons you see Can never be your friend You are quite alone over the battle ground Time have come to make your skin thick Strengthen your body to give hard kick All these talks made me to smile pen seems very smart walks a more mile Agendas are to undo battles are history for my beloved pen it is a mystery World has moved faster than my pen Sun.Moon are in my net, and listed as my fan I pity my poor pen Preparing to face a ban we are in motion Just no battles Only a final Annihilation
kdpgrahi@2010
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Oct 13, 2010
Oct 13, 2010 at 12:29 PM UTC
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