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When the East moves, it’s like A deep rumbling, Felt by everyone. Motivates. When the U.S. speaks, it’s like A shrill high whine That we all can hear. Irritates. We in the West just, listen. It’s like No response, Meditates. All in all, it’s like A balance, wildly teetering, this way and that. Gravitates. Can you hear it? © scribler 2009
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Oct 12, 2011
Oct 12, 2011 at 10:29 PM UTC
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When the East moves, it’s like A deep rumbling, Felt by everyone. Motivates. When the U.S. speaks, it’s like A shrill high whine That we all can hear. Irritates. We in the West just, listen. It’s like No response, Meditates. All in all, it’s like A balance, wildly teetering, this way and that. Gravitates. Can you hear it? © scribler 2009
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Oct 12, 2011
Oct 12, 2011 at 10:29 PM UTC
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