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Nov 2013
Winds

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Somewhere

A man stands

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(a man is standing is it you I see
From the shadows

Emerging?)

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Wind

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Images

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They say a child shall appear to save the world

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A child has appeared to save the world but he lies dying in a foreign land

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Lies dying on the street

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The murderd child

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Days and days and are we even here at all?

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Mutilated bodies

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Mutilated

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Wind

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Everybody talks of love

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Everybody sells their soul

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Simulations of people roam the cloud like structure of our barren-ness

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In hushed tones

We talk of talking someday

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Do you love me!
Am I even here?

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Wind

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Breathe

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Maybe

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Or not

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She sits on her bed and cuts herself

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Alive?

Already dead?

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The light is shining

Shining

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(That's one possibility)
Written by
jeffrey robin
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