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thinking here inside my head
seeing how the world is dead
drudging down a shallow path
slipping falling aftermath

of our simple, sparking jobs
setting for a ring of bombs
each one stating it again
while carving through it's mind of stone
with a chisel with its strength
knew it was before the pebble

thinking that it all is sane
it is being done and so it shall
its been set in motion before we cared.


monotonous irony
lower level tyranny
simple in its depths of thought
settling deeply in our minds
tightening its see-through bonds
keeping tightly its great prize.

*this is just some bakled ramblings *

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SmokerForPeace

Nice work I really like how the pace stays at a nice constant level.

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Cosmic Charley how do you do?
Truckin' in style along the avenue
Dumdeedumdee doodley doo
Go on home, your mama's calling you