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when i read what he wrote to some point i thought we are alike we both are poets family from the core but we are not soldiers of the same struggle he yearns for the fame i yearn for money he wrote about his contempt and hatred for our old man i ain't fond of either of the knights for none of them is fond of me it's neither contempt nor hatred it is just principle that nothing they do will make me laugh

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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Book: Shattered Sighs