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Just perpetual loss.
No respite. -
Then came the “coup de grace” from her.
“My web cam…. Wanna View?” -
Trained in the art of assassination,
Concealment, silent death. -
In the beginning was the Fiction
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Drowning in sensations of exquisite awareness,
That we are not just mundane creatures,by AliWiseman 41 lines, 1 comment, on Mar 3 9:02 PM 2005. In Personal -
I sit, contemplating.
A cat approaches, sure of its existence. -
I saw a man get killed today
It happened way too fast -
Risking self-destruction for promises of utopia,
Though they know not, that which awaits them.by AliWiseman 42 lines, 6 comments, on Mar 3 9:01 AM 2005. In Love
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