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Where is the art without sorrow and pain? They said the power of the mind is everything That if you stay starry eyed and young it eventually dims within age Within aging, I found treasures so deep I dove trenches Discovering creature after creature scowlling and poisened Maybe one out of billions could spare the anti-venom Or now just one out of billions is most lethal and handsome
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Aug 5, 2014
Aug 5, 2014 at 11:59 PM UTC
The Deepest Trench
Where is the art without sorrow and pain? They said the power of the mind is everything That if you stay starry eyed and young it eventually dims within age Within aging, I found treasures so deep I dove trenches Discovering creature after creature scowlling and poisened Maybe one out of billions could spare the anti-venom Or now just one out of billions is most lethal and handsome
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Aug 5, 2014
Aug 5, 2014 at 11:59 PM UTC
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