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GRINDSTONE BLUES
Every day the grindstone goesvery thorrow
very slow
grinding down your soul
Every round the grindstone makes
driven by the Overtake
no mistake
in what they will create
Grindstone master and their slaves
working hard
in every way
taking layer by layer
Grindstone set to nanogrind
misses noone
of your kind
drones invade your mind
Every day the grindstone goes
very real
at any low
grinding down your soul
Poetry by PapaFahr
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Written on 2014-05-13 at 11:21
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