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The Empyrean |
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I work for my family. --and what business are they into? eat work Water works down deep It fills the cracks and freezes It breaks the road and stops traffic in every direction. eat dream. work eat sleep. Don't call us, we will call you. wake eat winter is a desert in my soul. I wander far and wide but there is none that can save me from this terror. Dry thirst in a cold land. Bleed me till I am clean again. I've got to get out of this skin. work eat dream. work eat sleep. plod. © 2002 by daniel ml. All rights reserved. |
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