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Entertainment All we talk about is death. We see it on TV as casual as sports. It's empty death, non-heros suddenly vanished from the script. We don't live with histories, only empty-eyed stories. We say goodbye with one-syllable whistles and finger flicks. Blood is a decoration that entertains us with seriousness. We know how goodbye is a joke we needn't really tell.

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Date: 1/9/2013 10:51:00 AM
If less people focused on the dark..perhaps there'd be less dark? Light & Love
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