Where we were always

Thu, 07/11/2013 - 21:38 -- namjad

 While you were busy resurrecting instances of critical synthesis  the    head nurse beat you to the sliver of hope, rinsed it out and out came a question"where am I?" I don't know kid, that's what we're all trying to find out "hey, where's Tweedledee?"said Tweedledum I don't know kid, were just trying to figure out where we come from. so we walk and   walkwe walk and   walkand then we stopand turn aroundwalk back and   forth and in and   outof trouble and   shameand   laughter and   painand   walk and   walkand   scream   and shoutwe walk and   walkand   sometimes falland   out comes outthe hero in us all.  

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