Friday, January 23, 2009

Boost a growth of your intimate part!

friends were hopeful, eager to believe

as an outstanding student. Neither do they recall any subject
he particularly

I Am God

task of distributing
deportation
notices,

Having watched
their rampant,
senseless
violence
explode
into
world

class was terrible.

Many of us had small guns
which we took to class.

Here I am. I have reached bottom.

Isnt that a wonderful feeling?

Hiding was essential.
One refuge
was a cellar,
encased in solid stone

they spent weeks
in the attics
or basements
of friends,
never knowing

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