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Oh fickle soul shant we rest 
Upon this stone 
To let the moon light 
Filter through
The nothingness that steals our
Innocence
Posted: 2006-03-27 00:18:24 UTC
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2006-03-27 04:39:49lost the lonely dead
cool, seems like a poem of reflection, i kinda like those cause im always screwing something up it seems