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Edited by
BluesPreacher
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Wed 05/21/08 09:08 PM
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Stepping out of my craft,
Onto the earth below me; The land was bare of grass, I found an open sea, Asking where I am, I thought,"Where is the answer?" Looking for a tree, Or maybe just a pasture, Without a place to go, By the sea I walked. Nobody, here to speak with, So to myself I talked. I found myself alone, Which led to my disaster. I woke up in a fright, And, asked myself the answer... BluesPreacher |
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