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I need a light in this darkness. My soul is encompassed by shadow. I am ash, and I can not be fire. My burning is over. Now I move with the wind, going where it takes me, being what I must..
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such longings are left to emptiness
time holds captive the fire that has now frozen
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It's odd how many people are in a car wash on a Friday night.....hence we call it cowtown....
Someone save me from this cultureless cage.....
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If sleep would ever care to bless me with her sweet caress...
then sainity may remain my friend