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and the longings of the day the preferred fantacies the myth that total destruction never comes while it is all around and that the numb dumb stories we weave unto the fabric of insanity have killed the God and so we are free to be as disgusting as we want (in a dead world) and then again what?...what then again? love , you say? LOVE? to start all over again why talk of pure water unless you are pure or love of country...do you dare love anyone? to stand unarmed is to be armed-complete you win the game if you refuse to compete if you aint on your feet i guess you're on your knees she smiled bravely she asked my name we went to the mountain you know the one are you angry? that's a start
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Jul 13, 2010
Jul 13, 2010 at 3:43 PM UTC
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and the longings of the day the preferred fantacies the myth that total destruction never comes while it is all around and that the numb dumb stories we weave unto the fabric of insanity have killed the God and so we are free to be as disgusting as we want (in a dead world) and then again what?...what then again? love , you say? LOVE? to start all over again why talk of pure water unless you are pure or love of country...do you dare love anyone? to stand unarmed is to be armed-complete you win the game if you refuse to compete if you aint on your feet i guess you're on your knees she smiled bravely she asked my name we went to the mountain you know the one are you angry? that's a start
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Jul 13, 2010
Jul 13, 2010 at 3:43 PM UTC
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