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I have so much to do But I am a statue. I'm frozen. Words are held just on my lips. Power peppered on my finger tips. When much is given much is expected. Prose. Prose Prose Prose. No one knows. What do I know. Am I a God. I am a God. Gods lead, Gods create. I create. I create at will what I will I will what I create. Not good enough. Too late. I have so much to do... When you're a God Who do you pray to?
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Dec 13, 2014
Dec 13, 2014 at 4:47 PM UTC
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I have so much to do But I am a statue. I'm frozen. Words are held just on my lips. Power peppered on my finger tips. When much is given much is expected. Prose. Prose Prose Prose. No one knows. What do I know. Am I a God. I am a God. Gods lead, Gods create. I create. I create at will what I will I will what I create. Not good enough. Too late. I have so much to do... When you're a God Who do you pray to?
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Dec 13, 2014
Dec 13, 2014 at 4:47 PM UTC
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