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By jwb71913 Date: 2003 May 08 Comment on this Work [[2003.05.08.05.10.26695]] |
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I was on my way back To that place where my familiar demons live To lick my wounds and wallow in my misery When I looked, and saw all kinds of lines being tossed at me I grabbed one, anchored in truth and respect Drove a piton into the cliff And laughed at the demons reaching for me I'm staying up here |