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Jul 14, 2005 01:40

a boy, quite brilliant, laughed at crows.

while at home, he left roads to roam themselves.
too much had he saved lives to little,
that he was too weak to save his own.

in his room, he knew his mind was germany
too much was he slave to blond hair and blue eyes.
that he armed himself and went to battle.

in the world, he grabbed disneyland and ran with it
too late was it for him to understand change
he was destroyed when he returned what he borrowed.

a fool of a man, quite miserable, spited crows.
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