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Unleashed upon the truth

Three are made two by a life of default and questions raise up from the back into the front, looking for familial strains. Keeping a tight grip on the slipping precipice, watching the crumbling rocks fall down into the blackness of uncertainty. Looking at the black and asking if indeed it looks back with a hint of knowing and far less of a state fresh from the cleaners. All about questions of identity and looking to make right that which may have fallen.

Soon Van - Wednesday, April 4, 2007 - 16:07

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