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COME ON

Written 14 June 2002
Cherry

GET LOST

Bit of a daft poem!

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View

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Cherry

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Yes!

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a few treasures of modern culture.

FUCK OFF!

Just a thought.
Cherry

Peace

Love,at last.

falsehood

suffering is all, the suffering, suffering is real universal undeniable non-fictional loss is all, the loss, my loss is real universal undeniable non...

truth

There is simply one truth everything is relative. Nothing can ever be more true, just, fine, precise, exact None can say it is not so, it would be...

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So now you are here real and untarnished the light sticks to you, like flies, like water in this moment it's more like drops the light doesn't really...

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