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generations
Contributed by
essential
on
Thursday, 21st January 2010 @ 04:29:02 AM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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For what is truth If no one knows And no one cares It's like they would Stick to their youth Which will not grow To reach the stairs Of adulthood
And if you're filled With verity They do not mind To listen t'you They feel no guilt Or charity They are unkind And break taboos
And if I die Truth dies with me The world is cheap And much to swift If they deny Me memory They stay asleep And I've not lived
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2010-01-21 04:29:02] (Date/Time posted on
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