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Dec 2011
The sky looks pretty about this pity little city.
God bless us! And them! Oh, and him too!
What is one to do with all this to do?
I guess I'll proof steadfast in my battle on persistency,
and cast and reel in hope to catch a bit of hope,
and hope that karma and negative consequences are not the consequence.
But, until I feel the tug I'll desperately search to quench my thirst,
and ponder about* all of my thoughts and all of your words.


*About, as used in context- around: or throughout.
Written by
kyle bush
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