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Dec 17, 2007 16:18

screaming at white walls
sailing without a sail in a little leaky boat
round and around in an ocean of tears

android angel is back online
this world is not the only chance or the only time
the whispering continues, the veil of illusion
persists, but I am standing my ground, I am
determined to push through, to be born.
I wanted to be born Then so badly, and its the same now.

studying psychic defense relentlessly
i have determined that my life depends on a journey,
its forming in my mind slowly, but this wont be the
reactionary terrorized wandering of the past,
this will be my redemption, this will be my total rebirth

mother earth needs me
there are logging truck tires to slash
quilts to be quilted
songs to be sung
forests to be defended
a life to be lived

i cant give up
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