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what does not give enough, has no return value, n I worthless...... locked in prisons of my own making, arms crossed, I defy my love..... I do not sing.... I do not write.... I sit n rot with the other fruits collecting flys..... sometimes,,,,,, I feel myself.... reaching........ searching...... finding ............ holding............ n keeping............ things that would be better released...... thinking that which does not give.... has no return value......
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Dec 30, 2013
Dec 30, 2013 at 9:08 PM UTC
That which does not give......
what does not give enough, has no return value, n I worthless...... locked in prisons of my own making, arms crossed, I defy my love..... I do not sing.... I do not write.... I sit n rot with the other fruits collecting flys..... sometimes,,,,,, I feel myself.... reaching........ searching...... finding ............ holding............ n keeping............ things that would be better released...... thinking that which does not give.... has no return value......
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Dec 30, 2013
Dec 30, 2013 at 9:08 PM UTC
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