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As the sun sets upon the horizon, Without poetic justice, I do not prevail. My mind troubled, Obfuscated by the irony, Of everyday situations. Purity, Tarnished. Joy, Vexed. As the sun sets.
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Jan 30, 2011
Jan 30, 2011 at 1:39 PM UTC
The Sun Sets On Poetic Justice Of A Reputation
As the sun sets upon the horizon, Without poetic justice, I do not prevail. My mind troubled, Obfuscated by the irony, Of everyday situations. Purity, Tarnished. Joy, Vexed. As the sun sets.
kimberly-gillespie
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Jan 30, 2011
Jan 30, 2011 at 1:39 PM UTC
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