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2007/02/12

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with friends like you who needs an enemy like an energy

tined and tinkered into blue night wild sky

Mountain mad scape of cloud beyond expression

but who needed an enemy a rival comparing soul to

soul in this flung back bastard world where noise is the god

and peace

the prize beyond reach sad beyond common peace

we reach to find ordinary peace daily quiet peace

poised on the edge of a turntable