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Post by Fea on Feb 7, 2005 12:55:34 GMT -5
Death is real You can touch it You can feel it You can hold it in your hand.
Death is an industry It is processed and packaged And they sell it to you wrapped in paper and foil
Death is the little white stick The one oyu put in your mouth You crave it So you but it But they own you!
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