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Aug 2014
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We are gathered            Here

We are sort of               Gathered

We really have yet to discover why we are here

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The lonely apparition

The senseless semblance of a man

Mothers
Fathers
Children

Basically              Just hangin around !



And in the beginning was the WORD

and it was             JEFFERY

(    No !  No. !!         That can't be right  )

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It might of been             Something else



In the Wild Country with No Name

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(   But so few people           here     )



So
Proud

Of our Pain !

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It is becoming boring



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Lookin out the window at the rain

But

Nature's images are as dead as the earth

And the dying is now clearly seen as ******

So you all don't have to cut yer selves no more

Ya just gotta           Wait



Within the Light

/:/:/

But

Since so few acknowledge the truth here

But just pretend to be priests or somethin

Babbling some stupid religious **** .....    ?

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Boring

It's really ******* boring

Can't you do something else but publically die   ?
Written by
jeffrey robin
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     --- and The Messiah Complex
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