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| Kino Blood Type The Legend The outcry is stuck in my throat But the time has come and you cry or you don't But then somebody won't forget the warriors Who were cleansing their swords on the grass And the raven's black tribe clapping g their wings And the sky was laughing and then bit its tongue And the hands of the one who survived were trembling And the moment suddenly became the eternity The sunset burnt like a funeral fire And stars were gazing like wolves frome clouds At those who passed into the night and were lying with their arms abreast And at those who survived and were sleeping dreamless -------------------------------------------------------------------------- DON'T BLAME ME... ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Eric Wincentsen "Greetings from the Humungous- 267@ef.gc.maricopa.edu The Lord Humungous!" Glendale Community College, -The Road Warrior Glendale, Arizona ------------------------------------------------------------------------ I DIDN'T VOTE FOR SLICK WILLY! |
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