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Peom about how the future is never what you think it is
Poetry | Updated Jul 27, 2011 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A short Eassay/poem i wrote back in the 9. grade.. it was for some home work where we had to write about grafitti writers.. i thought it was a bit borreing so i made something that made a bit of sence to me that still related to the subject at some point instead.