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I'm waiting for that blissfull moment when, I am freed, from the torment of the world of wars, laments of safety,  health,  protects , prevents! of the waking world, of groans and moans and sighs From the ever silent smirking from todays plan, no more working simulated twerking bad news briefers perkin A respit from,  "The Land of Lovely Lies" Oh, the smiling nodding jestures from the too-cute empty nesters the, once we were protesters the, Winsor Knot and vest-ers makes me look away No! contact for sad eyes. With lead lids steady drooping my pace has slowed, now stooping alone: no more grouping no chicken, rooster cooping. It's time to sleep, so, I'll say todays goodbys.
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Nov 21, 2014
Nov 21, 2014 at 5:54 PM UTC
Waiting to Wave
I'm waiting for that blissfull moment when, I am freed, from the torment of the world of wars, laments of safety,  health,  protects , prevents! of the waking world, of groans and moans and sighs From the ever silent smirking from todays plan, no more working simulated twerking bad news briefers perkin A respit from,  "The Land of Lovely Lies" Oh, the smiling nodding jestures from the too-cute empty nesters the, once we were protesters the, Winsor Knot and vest-ers makes me look away No! contact for sad eyes. With lead lids steady drooping my pace has slowed, now stooping alone: no more grouping no chicken, rooster cooping. It's time to sleep, so, I'll say todays goodbys.
ken-deford
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Nov 21, 2014
Nov 21, 2014 at 5:54 PM UTC
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