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Infinite Madness
And the Gods go on in spite of themselves.
Where as the human road stretches out before us...
As we walk like wounded children...
waiting...
for the moment to run.
Where as the human road stretches out before us...
As we walk like wounded children...
waiting...
for the moment to run.
Published 23rd Jan 2011
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