one hypnotic featurette

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    one hypnotic featurette

    is it the clue i'm suppose to regret
    i can't seem to remember
    how far did i walk in my own shoes
    now everything's a show
    do it on your own or join a clone

    here comes your engine again
    for your arrogances information
    it's not a bent standard
    it's the valentine of glamour

    another reckless assault
    and i'm done for
    i have no pity for the lost
    it's a freakin sloth

    whole arsenal of information
    it aint just a house
    it's my mighty fortress

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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