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what a horrible place, where words are so powerful. where to see these morphemes linked together have such lustful movement in our deepest soles. where the strongest little urchin can be crushed by a fragment of a misdirected thought. poor thing. poor thing. and to be involved, to be informed of such crushing strength, the crushing strength of words.

crisis point again. building. is it easier to forget or to deny. is it faster to fight or lay down and die. what choice is there left to make when either choice is for defeat.

poor thing. poor thing.

this horrible place, where written words cause such disgrace.