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Edited by
rapsscallion
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Wed 03/26/14 01:52 PM
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There are parts of the madness masquerading as people. The Graspers, the Greedy, the Needing to have. They'��d take your breath away if they could.. Their triumphs, they trumpet, their baubles they count.. Do they know we exist, of the same race. Our weeping, our wailing, our gnashing of teeth. We, sad to say, but maybe the truth; just vague wind blown shadows, drifting in their mind |
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