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Saturday, July 5, 2008

This is no bore
Not what you were working for
But the truth evermore
Be for nobody but Allah to score

Matilda you Waltzed for: I woke up Never too far asleep but My body began to notice that is And in despair rather hoped for less of that spits So worked much off that wanted of riches Only to find myself stuck with Those who had no mind for the lesson in And rather through my own dreams bare have stolen of What did it the moon that They seem to have borne their own food but Not yet have I found of Anybody to prevent their technical worth from Being over relied upon As though human worth therein belong In the shiny lights of Have the ants of the moon I could not express to my needs but Done me the deeds that And now all over are seeds but Nobody to care for a plant of Be sorrow my greeds are of Apologies Revelations for thus