Simply Nothing.

November 12, 2010
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Regret dances behind your eyes,
I can see it. I see it.
Hearts break after bad times,
While blood boils with closed-up anger.
The sun holds still in the sky,
While mountains give the land them character.
You have character.
I can tell.
So do I.
And you why?
Because, without character,
We are all

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