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Dec 2012
I look into your
cold stone face.
Looking for answers
all humanity has chased;
your solemn eyes,
they meet with mine.
You break apart
to let me inside;
i peer into the universal truth.
Complete chaos,
derelict and uncouth;
answers laid right
in the mouth of the cave.
Yet i can't understand
exactly what they say.
Then i know,
       some questions should
       never be answered.
Wesley Miller
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   Amy Perry
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