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.: Saturday, September 27, 2003 :.
Hate, hate's too strong a word, but it rolls off the tongue without thought. It sounds good, it pleases the evil side of the mind. The side that wants the easy way out. Perhaps we rush to hate because of the way that we've been brought up, to take sides, not just any sides, but extreme sides, go big or go home. Life's a two-sided thing, you choose yours, then defend it.
And ever forward we're pushed, guided by an invisible string.
Cut the string,
set yourself loose,
see with your own eyes,
not through the neuce.
dead are you walking,
when fates by your side,
slip way from the path,
to your own life preside.
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