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Posted By: Cricket
Date: Sunday, 18 March 2007, at 1:00 a.m.
The crowds they turn me upsidown. Makes me throw up every thing that I've put down. into a puddle at the base of my feet into a pattern of everything that I have placed neat. Like life and live and happiness. The things people say that we need to live. But it is all out and on the gounrd filtering thrugh the dirts and mounds and it is all sound the beats and pulse of everything. It is rythmn in everything. It is wave. The crest and gull the pitch and fall. It is life. It is rythmn. It is sound. It is all math. It is all right. Find it. It is in its pace. Find it. It is in your life, you will be whole. You will be sound. You will be beat. You will be up. You will be down. You will be sky. You will be ground. In the end you will be live. If your lucky you will leave life were you have been. Not to far behind, and not to far ahead.
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