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Jun 12, 2009
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Middle Class
Simple men crash land beside the white
Crisscross of control.
Buying tickets of excuse with their blue eyes.
They will be the strangers among us,
And so the dream begins.
But mark my words,
They will die hard, not so easy as child’s play.
By: K. Mulroney
— Rottiestyl, Jun 12, 2009
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