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fabricate nothing
i have vusi turned loud
i have my wine
ash aches tray and pains
my cigarette and a tub
full of hot water
sing sing africa

17 Apr 07

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to be honest im not completely sure about what particular thing you're talking about in this piece, but that didn't stop me from liking this. the mood you created was so....i can't describe it in words, it certainly is unique. well-done. rock on.
 — lanezfairy

fresh hot water?
nifty words
 — chuckles

yes vusi very good

nice poem.
 — jumpoline

Really like the twist in L4.

Larry twisted Lark
 — larrylark