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Sep 2015
How can something so small add to so much?
When even now it is not enough.

Split or seperate , it's still the same!
Yet still there has never been a name.

Why oh why was it built over here.
Over a concrete slab of motionless fear.
Thats fine ill leave the knives over there.
I would have done this sooner, if not for all of my peers.

Once pushed the fall is in sight.
Its not was is deadly though.
Think about it, death can bring light.
Ryno
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Ryno  Batavia
(Batavia)   
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   mickey finn
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