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Thursday, April 5, 2007

Art or Funds?

This...poetry...rash
it. don't...bring in...the cash
it's more like...a scab
That won't heal
a word game
This chase of fame
Won't last
Like a sick child in Afghanistan
Yet...I...Keep feeding
the flame
Posted by Nate at 8:44 AM
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