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Mar 2013
If supposed possibilities impose impositions that transition  into probabilities that break boundaries of inequities ...would you stand moved...
If life's low blows could be diluted through finely crafted bitter yet mentally delectable drinks ...would that flood our minds drowning us instead of our worries...
If the oh-so rhythmically bewitching drum based and synthesized tunes we gyrate to ,dancing in entrancement...the escape being oh-so pleasurable...enchanting the the torn heart(soul)
Would we loose footing playing "footsy" around the truth of  how we got there and find ourselves lost...
when the music stops.
Theodore
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Theodore  Johannesburg
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