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The News
Contributed by
Reflection
on
Tuesday, 9th March 2010 @ 04:16:36 AM in AEST
Topic:
political
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I am a spirit free
I dodge arrows which I did not know where there
I dance around pitfalls of which I am unaware
I am lucks own son
There is no bee to sting me
There is nothing to make me cry
I am ignorant to ill fate
I have not had a chance to read my script
I was not aware I was supposed to have missed and slipped
While others stumble I walk on by
They struggle and fall before my silent eyes
Their is nothing I can do for all their fear, suffering and lies
I am the exception to the rule
That we should be miserable
For this is the only world which i can recall
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2010-03-09 04:16:36] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: The News
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Sunday, 11th April 2010 @ 05:49:33 AM AEST (User
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Nice write. I like it. Keep it up.
Cheers,
Mickey |
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