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i've been sitting in the rooms where love, hate, hope, and fear dwell swirling about in a cosmic tornadoe is it all too much for a fragile being to not get ****** into the **** storm i feel the love, i see the love, like a tiny flower sprouting from the earth please do not step on it my heart hears the hope, plenty of room for all on the lifeboat please don't rock the boat it can't be done alone - pick up the phone we are greater than the sum of all our parts one plus one equals infinite check my math check my ego check priorities checkmate
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Jul 25, 2010
Jul 25, 2010 at 8:00 AM UTC
Bad Storm Rising
i've been sitting in the rooms where love, hate, hope, and fear dwell swirling about in a cosmic tornadoe is it all too much for a fragile being to not get ****** into the **** storm i feel the love, i see the love, like a tiny flower sprouting from the earth please do not step on it my heart hears the hope, plenty of room for all on the lifeboat please don't rock the boat it can't be done alone - pick up the phone we are greater than the sum of all our parts one plus one equals infinite check my math check my ego check priorities checkmate
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Jul 25, 2010
Jul 25, 2010 at 8:00 AM UTC
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