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By Schitzo
No speaking, or thinking just quiet all to my-self Though still running, diving, into my mind. I can't think about, Well, anything, I just don't feel like it. Sky! Wooo..... The sky how blue funky cloudy. Chills, From the wind, run down my spine, To no-whereI wrote this at lunch while i was talking to nothing and thinking about nothing. Written March 13th, 2002 © on Mar 13 2002 09:34 AM PST 0 • 10
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"No speaking,..."