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December 17, 2002
swearing to the flag like stereo wind up the everyman lexicon ecology of soft pink truth floating away like spider on the tinted window that reflects nothing and again a subtle hint in the whirlpool of time that we seem to forget shakes the shackles for all and we're free for one more time letting the tame and civilized approach find the shadow that seems to choke the blue screen allowing all to see a splendid moment one for the family don't be shy when that gun points your way don't fear the moment when your eyes turn into thought