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I shall not eat or drink untill you answer,
Do you love me too?Do you?
I give my love to you on this soft summers night.
Don't you love how the stars & moon light up the night,
On this soft summers night?

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« the bang »

at the top of the world. a slow
discharge... breaking the sound
barrier.it's heard for miles and
miles.THE BANG!the air rushing
into the void made by the
negative ions, and then colliding
with itself.so loud,but so
quiet.so TREMENDOUS, but not
really there at all.The rain drops fall
and the bang rumbles on.
across the sky.it is the audio
of the disruption of an
unstable magnetic field.so
beautiful.and so ominous.it
is the warning to man from
the ALL itself.at the top of
the world and the bottom
of the sky, .1% is unconciled!
it spares the birds, the
ants, the death-watch-beattle. but
not man!hotter than a
SuperNova, with more than
1 million volts of power, it overloads
every synapse, every cell, every
thought, every muscle, and every circut in less than one
sextillionth of a second.that
pure white energy... lightining!
with the death begging
roar... THE BANG.

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« hope »

A mixture of my feelings,
Breaths of clean air
Fill thy lungs.
NO more hatered.
ONLY HOPE.

Pure and simple.
It's ours.
It's simple.
It's free.

You
Me
He
She
We
It
Her
Him
Them

For all,
There is hope.

Sad and Misshapen,
Distorted and untrue
In the end.
All gone.
Not true.

Not true.

For in the end
It is all blocked out.
It becomes something...
Something ELSE.

The reality of it all
Is just too much
for the little
White cloud of hope.

It's rained out.
Evaporated and neutralized.

Too bad.
So sad.

Hope.