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i can Imagen the endless potential of my world free of knowing "my place" no boring old broken time machines just open white space hungry for fresh ideas and experiments this is my dream, my desire, my hope me rid of this stupid wrong labelled box just me, Karin, just Karin i don't like this world i was born into it praised cowards and anoint liars crucify truth speakers and freedom fighters real leaders are played down and ridiculed they promote brainless followers, zombies all for love of money and power " see i can squash you" just try and breath without permission my box is labeled ****** gull-able joke, incapable, stupid, unteachable, bad writer and much much more i want to be free of this box it's killing me slowly, ******* my bones dry i peek out - blue swollen eyes - broken bones - crushed soul someday. . . .
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Mar 18, 2013
Mar 18, 2013 at 3:27 AM UTC
a boxed world
i can Imagen the endless potential of my world free of knowing "my place" no boring old broken time machines just open white space hungry for fresh ideas and experiments this is my dream, my desire, my hope me rid of this stupid wrong labelled box just me, Karin, just Karin i don't like this world i was born into it praised cowards and anoint liars crucify truth speakers and freedom fighters real leaders are played down and ridiculed they promote brainless followers, zombies all for love of money and power " see i can squash you" just try and breath without permission my box is labeled ****** gull-able joke, incapable, stupid, unteachable, bad writer and much much more i want to be free of this box it's killing me slowly, ******* my bones dry i peek out - blue swollen eyes - broken bones - crushed soul someday. . . .
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Mar 18, 2013
Mar 18, 2013 at 3:27 AM UTC
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