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rules

Please don't tell me you know the rules,

when you don't play by them.

God knows not to listen to me,

I am but a foolish speck.

In a galaxy of specks.

In a universe of flecks.

 

Got plenty of room to live,

If only I could.

Even God don't see me.

He knows not to listen to me.

 

Please don't tell me the rules,

I won't play by them either.

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Nov 21, 2011
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