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River
When the impossible happens, challenge your assumptions and the correct answers will flow

Eric @River

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a poem about a boy that walked away from smoking.

Posted by River - October 2nd, 2009


The demon it comes to smoke my friends, while I turn my head I turn my faith. It rallies its armies of white and gray heads, but I simply pass by no smoke for me bro. it ravages at the gates, like a hell bound beast coming from the fog. This fog of war it has consumed my friends but I tasted the mist and found it gorse. I turned my head and walked away. My friends they stood forever to stay.


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Very influencing and deeply thought of,

i applause you~