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10 January 2004 @ 11:55 am
Fantasy (dead geniuses)  
Words of promise locked in hardcover;
_Story begin.
Reading the fiction of stolen realities;
_Inquire within.
A Bible for the New Age, the Gospel of the SunSage;
_Wicked one turn the page-wages of sin.

We didn't write the words;
_Passive in fact.
If the authors be real;
_Only then we can act.
Living someone else's time borrowed from the byline;
_Rescued in the nick of rhyme-evil ones jacked.

Just when the gettin's good;
_Dead without trial.
Happily ever aftering;
_Silent denial.
Deadly inner world extensions easing more realistic tensions;
_Living on in sick conventions-living in style.
 
 
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