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Oct 2013
We are so afraid to live without;
conditioned to live within.

Position unrecognized on the
plain of existence.

We are beaten by the words of men;
overwhelmed by the confrontation.

Vernacular misled innocence
into the pit of fallen souls.

We are afraid of death;
we are afraid of life.

Stricken by the truth
deceived by the lies.
David W Jones
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David W Jones  Las Vegas, Nevada
(Las Vegas, Nevada)   
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