Articulate thought stretched from within, soul's been sold out in mindful un-truth savin ur a** once more again, red river dries less fruitful it lay, wisdom finite as is there hook an line to nibble or bite strength is in spine, momentary prime filled with gray lines of the such when an the such time, encumbet on the when to be now, fixated thought it's there it's somehow, browse awhile to be sure an reach down to the pure thought, what you pass in the middle make it dealt with idle thought~
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Posted: Oct 7, 2009
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