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<a href='archives.php?PHPSESSID=d4095bd1b43f0a28213827a8b05bd1a0'>archives</a><BR>The off-beat thumping continues to plague my existence;
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a stark reminder of the earthly desires buried deep
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beneath the floor boards of a lightly aged body. The
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beat becomes the backdrop to late night struggles;
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two hours past deadline, inching towards flatline,
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yet strangely persistent. Answers are easily found.
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It is solutions which are slightly more evasive.
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It has returned because the masses yearn to be
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free. The rumble is nothing more than a traditional
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freedom song resonated from deep within the host body
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by its unwitting prisoners. It is the cries of those
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who patiently await the day when they too can climb
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over the mountain top, and up into the deep, dark wilderness
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of the as yet unknown. It is the awakening of a force
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unnecessary in the times of burgeoning prosperity
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of the past several years. It is a sign, and it awaits
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a solution. The question is: Who among us is brave enough
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