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Loitering Prohibited

Money to be made with moves to make

 

The right to exist and do business 

 

Time to occupy each corner occupants

 

Do comply and follow obstruction

 

Not your average FAQ

 

Free software for the eye to sync

 

Learn sign language before we lose our freedom of speech

 

Thus page is an open source of parapsychological poetry

 

The movie extra you did not see coming

 

Firewall around the communication bubble 

 

Saving up ameros to invest online 

 

Pedestrians crossing walking the line

 

No binge drinking only red wine

 

The liver gets important just in time

 

4x4 on every Friday

 

Don't forget the right of way

 

Moral duty on everyday basis

 

Pledge to humanity not a three colored quilt,

 

The man infested with manifestation

 

Where did this past year go?

 

About 10 jobs and no money saved,

 

I've died like about 5 times,

 

Baptize my nostril and felt my brain vaporized,

 

Having an auction for my addiction,

 

Suffering from wisdom erosion,

 

Once enlightened by the souls resurrections,

 

Here's to you higher evidence of existence,

 

Please end this phase of false occasions,

 

This human ghost rider is at his last hour with decaying flowers,

 

Three quarters shy of death,

 

Life is just a biological process,

 

Space continuum hole to heaven just to hide,

 

Or to the future perhaps,

 

Thus next year might be my last.

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Feb 3, 2015
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