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Fury (Free verse) by wilco

Fury is wasted on the malcontents of the world; those so cynical and jaded that the irony of fate is lost in the bitter rage of understanding that in the end, democracy is merely the primordial ooze from which tyrants are born.

wilco 15-Jan-07/7:41 PM
I'm a bit rusty. Haven't written in a while. I'm glad tobe back and I hope to stick around for a while.

You are the soapbox queen ;)

It's fun to climb up there sometimes. I don't fault you for it. I was tired as hell last night and just not in a very good mood so this is what spewed forth.




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