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Footsteps on mud
They are derelict structures Inhabited not even by flowing air They are tongues that osculate With no one but themselves Their eye...
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The True Meaning Of Life By Pat A. Fleming The Years have passed by, In the blink of an eye, Moments of sadness, And joy have flown by...
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Isn't it funny? How most of humanity are not scared of death Or the manner in which they'd die But are rather terrified of h...
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They are derelict structures Inhabited not even by flowing air They are tongues that osculate With no one but themselves Their eye...
 

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