After we talked too much
about anything worthed everything
there is no more interest now
for a while to be listening anyhow
in other word's we
will become mute on
and being paused
from the live megaphon
of an ordinary day
of a life's true episode
rolling on track's of,
for the best one's to be sold.
Dec.27.2012
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