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Alone in his room, pen and pad
Old school book, chewed biro, so sad
Unsung and lonely, his words fall
Where they can do no good at all
Painful and pointless, words that share
Feelings and losses she doesnt care
About. Outdated, out of tune
Surely he'll run out of words soon
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"Do not tell lies, and do not do what you hate,
for all things are plain in the sight of Heaven. For nothing
hidden will not become manifest, and nothing covered will remain
without being uncovered."
The Gospel of Thomas
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