Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Dwindling American Culture Comments

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I open the glass door that is full of stained rejection.
The bitter smell of urine hits my nostrils and my
stomach grumbles to me, 'it is time to go.'
But I do not listen, I keep walking forward
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