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....And may you all hail the priceless day Hold your scarlet colored Armageddon sky Hope for the best...may your gray days return to you Midnight fevers and noon disgusts,discussions at the square table meant for large minds Citizens in comforted fear... They all scream "control me, CONTROL ME!" The Beautiful people are gone.Where have they all gone? The Goodbyes are now in order. Funeral Mondays and mournful years to come. Sweet dreams to the children, for they to will grow,despair will to corrupt them ...And may the last night for everyone be a forgetful one

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Date: 5/6/2009 2:53:00 PM
Good contest entry for Something Wicked This Way Comes...."for they TOO will grow" not to Kal Light & Love
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Date: 5/4/2009 5:53:00 PM
Thrilling yet genuine.
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Date: 4/29/2009 4:07:00 PM
This is very compelling, Kalonji. I share your concern for the future of "Beautiful people," especially the children. The last line is so profound!
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