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Wednesday, December 16, 2009 Ö
Posted by yourname @ 3:19 AM

when i wake up in the morning
in my house in somewhere land
i feel i need to stay in my room

when i wake up in the morning
in no one's house in nowhere land
i feel i need to get to the mall quickly

when i wake up in the morning
in grand ma's house in faraway land
i feel i need to get out and sniff the fresh air

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I am imagination. I can see what the eyes cannot see. I can hear what the ears cannot hear. I can feel what the heart cannot feel . - Peter Nivio Zarlenga