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Dec 2010
Cold weather makes its entry,
we are still burned with confusion,
Come gather your brain-washed army,
Make another move, another evolution

Well, we'll see what happens next,
as I enjoy puffing my smoke,
Come use all your ammunitions,
We'll appreciate, disperse communication

Your systems ignite with me,
too many lies have been queued,
Each has a pre-requisite on each other,
In the end, it took toll, not for the better.

Save your soul by yourself,
For I have disconnected it with mine,
Lessons are there to ponder,
Line by line, We'll get better some time

Save your city for the last time,
Spread your wings, take the lead,
For you have full control now,
but I'm here to back up in case you can't

Do your usual commands,
to the mirror and see for yourself,
This will be the last time,
but still I will be watching at bay


Goodbye.
(c) Dec 23 2010 - End - jcjuatco
Jowlough
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Jowlough  South of Manila
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