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Where are all of the clowns? Where are the rainbows from my childhood? The darkness has enveloped me once again, who knows from whence it came, but they are there in the darkness with me. I can hear their evil laughter, the fear they are trying to make me feel. The brightness from years before is only a faded memory, some little girl that was running through the flowers with her father chasing closely behind, so many, many years before. Now, there are only pills and doctors saying they have the panacea, the cure, but where is it? I am dying, just like the flowers that have faded in the field so long ago.
2006-10-22
03:30:27
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Tina Louise Smith
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Politics & Government
➔ Immigration