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Oct 2012
Stop sittin', staring silently,
Sipping  some sad, salty sea.
Thinking that the time travails,
And all and any always ails.

Directly desist doomsday dreams!
Nightmares necromance no names.
Freedom fancies foes for flames.
Gladness garners greater gains.
Written by
norris rolle
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