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Apr 2012
They follow like the ants they are
No feelings ,thoughts of who which or
No questions of their past behind
No issues going forwards ...trite

They pay their taxes ,say the yes
No questions of the rules or jest
What has become this life on earth
An ant no questions asked or cursed
Are we not born all from the same
Blood and sweat ...a fathers dream  

Belittle from your readings here
But think it through till you think clear
Upon you learning how to ask
you'll know your future
past is past
andy fardell
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andy fardell
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