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Dec 2014
With no risks, there is no life.
With no life, we are dead.
And we become soulless bodies
Roaming the earth like zombies
Craving that flesh that makes us feel
                        ALIVE
Bell'Alta
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Bell'Alta
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   Joseph Paris and ---
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