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by Aussie   Jul 4, 2009


She stands in the freezing frost.
condoled herself up with blankets and coats.
the cold calm winds, become poky frost.
she was sent by no one and no force.

the list memorized well in her head,
are names well known.
they're lost out there, reaching for her hand.
her hands toked in warm pockets

she knows the A and B plans,
not too detailed, but straited out.
it's not a bad plan.
she is wasting her self

what a shame:(

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