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Clarity, Now!

What the hell are you saying nowadays?

Running off the children,

Tainting the allure with excessive fog induced effects.

 

Why should they want to hear you if they

don't know what you're saying?

Take a moment, wash your lens

with pristine sheen--clear the speakers.

 

The whole point is to get them to see

not to beguile them into

your maddening twisted sickness!

 

For the world's sake brothers

For all of your precious ways sisters

Speak to the wind so that it may carry who you are!

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malcolm-mcgill
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May 20, 2013
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