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Apr 2014
I

not
every day
of the week
has a name.
several do without;
and last
forever.

as some
are

Mondays.

II

Let me be clear.
You have no soul.
You are
one.

III

I am thinking of a number.
Divide it by two
and you will know
what i think
of something
else...
Third Eye Candy
Written by
Third Eye Candy  M/USA
(M/USA)   
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