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.:6.13.2004:.
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Runway

It showed on the television
Many people boarded it, walked and took off
Bumpy and exhilarating as it may be
Five arrived on a bag of gold
Big or small
It's money taken from the labyrinths of Paris

Waiting, preparing
Wishing that my plane will take off
While others paid a lot for the fake tickets
Some breezed and soared effortlessly

I passed by a commuter
Who knows if he is one
He offered me a chance on the plane
But I hesitated
Chained to a small iron ball
Rusty, falling apart, but still heavy

God's Beloved
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.:Stan blogged on 13.6.04:.
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