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Oct 2013
The first
shall be last;
early birds
choking on worms.

Our fallacy made
from lies; our
commitments made
from acrimony.

In darkness, we
hunt for something
palatable; collecting
the wages of sin.
David W Jones
Written by
David W Jones  Las Vegas, Nevada
(Las Vegas, Nevada)   
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