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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

Up the ladder: Slim and Pretty, Or Not
Down the ladder: Unrequited

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Arithmetic Mean: 5.0
Weighted score: 5.0
Overall Rank: 7712
Posted: August 5, 2002 12:22 PM PDT; Last modified: August 5, 2002 12:22 PM PDT
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[5] titan69 @ 195.93.48.179 | 5-Aug-02/12:43 PM | Reply
yer man!!!
[n/a] deleted user @ 167.206.181.179 | 5-Aug-02/1:36 PM | Reply
the only thing i ever wrote in madrid was my name on a piece of toilet paper (don't ask).
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