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written in madrid on 7-18-02 (Free verse) by durk

all my thoughts are giving me a headache the only thing that is real is that everthing is fake sometimes i wish the world would swallow itself in an earthquake start anew no one would know who was who? nothing- we would see but the sky and the earth there would be nothing of a Virgin Birth no rules, no regulations no ethnic or racial confrontaions just a new start no fruit we couldn't taste no animals we woule waste when nothing will be is when we'll be free

balthazar 5-Aug-02/1:36 PM
the only thing i ever wrote in madrid was my name on a piece of toilet paper (don't ask).




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