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Post by Tania on Apr 12, 2004 5:36:41 GMT -5
No prizes for guessing who was successful about this or that No prizes for guessing who No, surprise it's you All the sunshines don't make a star And here you come and there you are I watch you from my own private corner of space Must hurry, but don't put a hair out of place So the queen comes in we all bow Like puppets wer don't really know how Our strings are tangles but your strings are fine Mine are mangled most of the time No prizes for guessing who you are You are the light or so you think you are Don't worry I won't tumble you from your throne All I know is you can have your illusionary masses while I stand alone. Tania
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Post by John Barnett on Apr 12, 2004 11:37:24 GMT -5
This piece was very interesting Tania, good job!
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Post by T.J. Barber on Apr 12, 2004 13:46:52 GMT -5
Good...A little confusing at times but, good on the whole part. Keep it up,
TJ
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