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Oi!

this is a personal site and does not reflect the opinion of the US government or peace corps!
theta's it
Your eyes deceive me they drill me in two
twin iced fires raging with you
an pinion a piercing of water shedding light 
a fossilized emblazoned star filled night

when you look in the fight when you so right
you never never find what left me out side.

embrace that side that fire alrife with knife
a life strife feeling blithe while you writhe

that’s all there is to this blight, a cascading fife.