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Mar 2013
******' posers, man.
That's all they are.
And I know that I'm a tad
bizarre,
  but I don't go "rawr",

see ,
       I'm smaller than that.

But they think that they're bigger.
That's why they react  like
Animals
at feeding troths
            jesting for attention.

And they leave each conversation neither
learning a lesson
                              nor
seeking progress
                    ion.

They leave with themselves.
They lead by themselves.
Anyway,
everything else
is just some plead from an elf.


Signed,
A man of the hounds,
some face in the crowd.
CM Vazquez
Written by
CM Vazquez  Manhattan
(Manhattan)   
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