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Eternidad
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IT'S THE END OF THE WORLD- ATTENTION! A piece of wood. THE END OF TIME. I want my body in ice. Where it’ll survive harshness. In a bed of cold liquid. Up to the end of time. There is no heaven. Hell stays a legend. The future for me. Lies in the frost. Back to the earth. Whether I’ll survive. Laurie 1235 is a robot. Who flies through the stars. In his dark matter rocket. As he cruises around a galaxy. Of carbon based life. He goes past solar systems. To analyse in a lab. At the back of his ship. List Nex...
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SIETE MINUTOS
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IT'S THE END OF THE WORLD- ATTENTION! A piece of wood. THE END OF TIME. THAT’S WHO I’M. Walking the paths of life. Breathing the air of freedom. Thrust into a world full of stars. All exploding and burning. In a vision of hell. I’m a normal soul. Living a usual life. In an expanding universe. Filled up to the brim. With losers like me. I WISH TO TELL THE WORLD. My visions will come true. As my heart yearns to have. The universe to myself. Because I’m the purveyor. Of wishes and dreams. Rising in my heart.
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Rosanna Ciancia
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IT'S THE END OF THE WORLD- ATTENTION! A piece of wood. THE END OF TIME. Yesterday you lived here. Small boots kicked in the snow. Unruly hair and a mouth pouting,. As you rushed out of nursery. I pecked your cold cheeks. Colourful drawings still fresh. And pack lunches with banana peelings. Little feet chasing me home. Then Sesame Street came on. We lay in bed entwined. Sweet memories, lost forever? Your coat hangs in the corridor. Boots sleep amongst the dust. As happy pictures look at me. Cuando quería...
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A piece of wood
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IT'S THE END OF THE WORLD- ATTENTION! A piece of wood. THE END OF TIME. A piece of wood. A piece of painted wood. That’s what you are. Your hands and legs. While your head has. A crown of needles. With nails imported from China. Another plank of wood. As tears of holy water. Run down your cheeks. Enter supporting content here. A piece of painted wood. That’s what you are. Your hands and legs. While your head has. A crown of needles. With nails imported from China. Another plank of wood. In memory of dad.
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COLOMBIA
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La republica de Colombia esta en la parte arriba de Suramerica, entre Venezuela, Brazil, Peru, Ecuador y Panama. NOMBRE OFICIAL: República de Colombia. CAPITAL: Bogotá D.C. EXTENCIÓN: 1.141.748 Km2. LÍMITES: Al norte con el Mar Caribe, al sur con Perú y Ecuador, al oriente con Venezuela y Brasil, al occidente con el Océano Pacífico y al noroccidente con Panamá. HORA OFICIAL: GMT -5 horas (normal/verano). FIESTA NACIONAL: 20 de Julio (Fiesta de Independencia). INDICATIVO TELEFÓNICO: Colombia: 57. Colombia...
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Corinne's-a-Ranting: 2010-04-11
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Wow, Corinne’s ranting online for the entire world to see.I’m not too sure if this is a good thing.oh, who will read this crap anyway? Plus I’m sure this is much more healthier than being stuck in my head. Monday, April 12, 2010. Tired of the counting. Of numbers running through. Want a pace to set. But I see the math around me. And fear to step out of line. For the dream does not equal. The equation in my mind. Wish to slow the sequence. Happy to embrace the imbalance. To breathe without the ticking.
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Corinne's-a-Ranting: Good Kitty Samaritan
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Wow, Corinne’s ranting online for the entire world to see.I’m not too sure if this is a good thing.oh, who will read this crap anyway? Plus I’m sure this is much more healthier than being stuck in my head. Tuesday, April 27, 2010. After spending the majority of the ANZAC long weekend in recovery, I was on my way to work on a cold Tuesday morning. Rushing to get inside due to the minimal amount of layers I decided to wear. 8221; and “How long has the poor thing been there? Once at work I tried calling dir...
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Corinne's-a-Ranting: Counting Down Existance
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Wow, Corinne’s ranting online for the entire world to see.I’m not too sure if this is a good thing.oh, who will read this crap anyway? Plus I’m sure this is much more healthier than being stuck in my head. Monday, April 12, 2010. Tired of the counting. Of numbers running through. Want a pace to set. But I see the math around me. And fear to step out of line. For the dream does not equal. The equation in my mind. Wish to slow the sequence. Happy to embrace the imbalance. To breathe without the ticking.
