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Jun 2010
You know sometimes you know,
and others you just think,
and then there's times you've no idea,
and those times truly stink.

But what if what you knew was wrong?
Then you wouldn't know what to think.
Why that would drive you crazy man,
leave you teetering on the brink!

I think I've come up with a plan,
to rid me of this fear.
It's to live in blissful ignorance,
with no freakin idea.
A Thomas Hawkins
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A Thomas Hawkins  Canada
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