Argue, by coby
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This thought patterns framed;
do you hear me.
Can i speak loud enough?
Assimilation's corrupt,
and time that is lost you miss dearly.
The deepest of the duals, a senseless formation.
Consciencely confining you to others deprivation.
and gladly you observe the,
humanly hidden graces.
but silent souls are left consumed denied their common
placement
your kindest caring word
comes as careful concentration
and every thing you do it turns to simple legislation.
so maybe we could take some time to close the less
constructive side
devising less and later we
can learn to live successfully.
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Posted: 2010-01-16 18:24:40 UTC |
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