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Im greenhorn
Contributed by
duch
on
Saturday, 17th December 2005 @ 05:36:19 AM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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Completely incognito, let cartel will take trade.
Somewhere disappear all and only I with my funk.
As grey mouse. I have mask as Ipkis.
Soundblaster, bits, this world is
fiction.I - man without face, already nobody measures me up . Molten
like Parmesan, amnesia will inflect them
today .I don't think about camera, about advertisings' banner.
Career in this business - with precision of sniper
I destroy it.
Duch is usual greenhorn, this
nestling among eagles .
I don't fight with flash of existences
to much here storms.
I am unknown for them .
Stain of lives - I have Vanisch
but world has many limits.
**** select people, let them candle as halogen .
We disappear here, and together with us every problem.
Copyright ©
duch
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2005-12-17 05:36:19] (Date/Time posted on
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