(October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

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Ending

Developing attitudes of confusion, toting them about, being disillusioned throughout the day.
Bruised beyond comprehension, startled into a reverie of desperate measures to be taken.
Rising, trembling, cavorting with destiny, walking the line with ebony death at your side, failing to recognize that tribulations of life have almost ended.

Submitted: Saturday, March 09, 2013


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