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Mar 2015
The body is a temple
Some are kind of shoddy
Some are monumental..

I like to test the mote
Dancing with the crocks
Maybe i will die
Maybe i will not..

Laughter from the sky
Laughter from my eyes
You see it clearly now
No longer asking why
I told you once before
I had a lot in-store
A lot of renovations
For my temples nation..

The people that it houses
Shouldn't be inside.
The doors aren't fit to walk in
They aren't very wide.
My temple is unfurnished
and hot like a furnace..

If you don't like it leave..
I don't have doors though so you can come any time..^.^
I dont really mind.
Mark The Vagabond
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Mark The Vagabond
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     Ignatius Hosiana, Lia, SPT and Shylah S
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