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Apr 2014
It is just a small place.
A little corner of a full house.
It is easily over looked.
All the world is a distraction around it.
A few words is all it takes.
And now that corner is bigger than ever.

In this little corner is abuse.
In this little corner is evil.
In this little corner is regret.
In this little corner is death.
In this little corner is fear.
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Unnamed  America
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   ---, ---, irinia and Joe Cole
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