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Oct 2014
there is a man staring at me from hill
where he came from i dont truly know
but he is living a special life
the special life of wonbo
he sits on the wonbo bow
over yonder peak

he is searching for the his head
he wont find it evermore
he wonders the earth seaching for his skull
he wishes to find it even more
but with no chance he waits even more
with no chance evermore
Written by
SHADOWKIN61
296
   ---, Creep and Pax
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