Fat Head (Gold Molder)

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    Fat Head (Gold Molder)

    Feeling like I'm in the future

    You're there too but you can't move quite as quickly

    I run circles

    And come back

    But you're still worrying about the past

    You could be happy

    Come, sit on the grass with me

    Don't say a word, listen relax

    What I think's significant

    Don't say a word

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    Robin commented on Fat Head (Gold Molder)

    03-05-2009

    ok Im listening... I wont say a word...I like this its cute...

    NacolleMarie commented on Fat Head (Gold Molder)

    03-04-2009

    wow a few people i would like to have read this one lol

    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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