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Some people find god in books.

Others in hospitals.

I found him under a rock,

Hiding from his own creation.

And there i was thinking,

That "The Man" just didnt have enough time.

That the gamekeeper was just sleeping,

While each of his animals was slaughterd.

I may have even believed he was on vacation.

Somewhere far away from our worldly agression.

But here he was,

Cowering.

I thought he might find me,

But no, I had to do the leg work.

So now that ive got you,

Do i get three wishes?

Or do i just get the pleasure of knowing,

Your not at all how they made out?

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dabbler
22:24 Jan 02 2009

I enjoy this poem, it has such candor.



Dabbler

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