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Aug. 3rd, 2006 11:31 am
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And now when air of this earth's too thick for me to breathe,
no longer I can raise my voice to speak, to cry, to plee,
shall I resort to whispering the truth, or leave in silence
as proper manners of this time demand from men of science?
Shall I not say that life in vain was spent by truly yours?
Shall I not say that God exist but He is not in church?
Oh, what a joke, a cruel one, was played upon all us,
all suffering and all that pain that we endured in the past,
and which we bear in the present and which, no doubt, gonna last
into the future, lest we pass and cease to feel and hope,
and finally the paycheck will arrive with signature of pope.
All that we brought upon ourselves by giving up the faith
in what created all of us and leads us though the maze.

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