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Jul 2013
Dead and Alive

He that lives and walks the earth like a corpse that dangles flesh from the mouth is nothing more than a empty shell of life.
If this is hard to imagine then there is a chance you won't understand.
So let me begin...
           Sugar water and bread for seven days/
my food is black and white with no color in site.
Conditioned to love and I'm a hostage with no pay/
Controllers make sure I smile alluring other fish that bite.
Fred Kinard
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Fred Kinard
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