Topic: cryptic writings
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lost control.CONTROL.control.
my head creeps... sleeps
a mess, a mess.. .. .
.... . .. . . .. the minds horrible to taste
the time will come when you and i and i will once again rejoice in the finding that we are not.
.... .. not you.not me.not them.not us.
NOTHING!
blank waves and modest stares...
.. . .. catapulting this into a mad.d descend
the dust will clear.... settle... . .
.. .. . time will pass, time will cease to matter.
as a matter of fact the lot of them will face the fact... . .and decide they were right... .you were wrong. your wrong.
right?
beautiful leaves... .. .
the branch's wilt... . ... .
a trunk stumbles and falls. . .. .....
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM !! !
winlessday.futhersday.frdieday.sadderday
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