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By Angela Ubaldo    angieubaldo@hotmail.com
Date: 28 January 2001

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I am fake I am nothing I am a blink in father times eye. you are everything. I am a caged animal let out too soon. i am a raging ravenous beast. I am the roar of the tiger. The shrill of a hunted animal, slowly dying, yet screaming to live. though i loathe my life. Who am I you may ask? What do i want? will I ever know. I am a frozen snowman made out of artificail snow holding a blowdryer to myself, slowly melting. I am the stupid trained dog, who goes to fetch at men's bluffs I chase my own tail, I know i'll never catch it and if I do, it will hurt like hell. But I like the pain, I crave the chase. So I keep spinning until I die of dizziness.

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