Our hearts have become a routine

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By Loneliness is condescending •

Peace and love a home of hope the shadow becomes misplaced fleeing to the corners seeking darkness light dragging in the weak Words adding strength to a growing power the suffering long forgotten And with thankful souls they depart They grab the shadows as they leave (working on it )

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January 8, 2006 06:36lost the lonely dead

reminds me of stuff