by Simon | |
Published on: May 22, 2004 | |
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Type: Poetry | |
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Though I was murdered for too long But never put an end to the sun nor moon. Therefore I live I live in one too close for comfort Until the sun and the moon Shine no more I live in him My name is J-U-S-T-I-C-E « return. |