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St. Anthony of Mistakes
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
There is a war everyday
and were all to busy not giving a shit to care
post modern verse
Do not
give
a shit
all
the
busy
mind
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The way in which she looked at their eyes
Thats always there problem
What were you going to say
The first one hit is the first one down
The vale of certainty
Nothing does not have its simple purpose
The Real Reality is
Its not like I care
Judgment of the Others
A way not to see it
Ageless Transcendence
Goddess of what ever was left
But there was so much more
In no relection of Kind
There is a war everyday
Theirs as well
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