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Aug 2014
one day this vessel i sail
will sink in the ground
and escape this hell

until that day, for now,
see i only do as needed
as i need to somehow
some say life on earth is hell.  
some say the weak-minded seek help.  
some say the mind is the loneliest place to dwell.
nothing i say isn't something you'd try to foretell.
Sal Gelles
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Sal Gelles  The road
(The road)   
   Anon C and Peach
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