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Dec 2012
Stand to attention,
stand up sit down take orders,
wishful thinking and another ideal for living sinking on the horizon nothing to prove once was a thing of beauty afraid to touch and hold the measure of pleasure and forgotten treasure that moments fragile handsome fertile prisoner in a prison that prism that constant haunted mirage that darkness betrays a second thirsty to set the wave of another heart broken that echo of another goodbye.
Harpo Rhum
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Harpo Rhum
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