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Underground eXperts United
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Presents...
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## ## ####### ####### # # ####### ###### #######
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[ Poetry Collection 1 ] [ By Bob Slack ]
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____________________________________________________________________
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____________________________________________________________________
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Hello..
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I Bob Slack, as I call myself am a poet.. Well perhaps I am
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that is for you to decide i guess. I write poems for myself
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but have decided to release these thru uXu.
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Any comments should be directed to be via my BBS, the number
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and info for it is in the index file.
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_______________________________________________________________________
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This is what the Devil does.. You liars! Repent!
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item: 1
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Th'
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Sitting in his room
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Quiet and alone
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He roams th'
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electronic lands.
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Standing on the edge
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Wading in the pool
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chrimson eyes
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and darklit skies.
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Running the route
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With the parcel
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Playing the fool
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for the devil.
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Running in circles
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he will do
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Around and around
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over and over.
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Flying in the sky
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whispering a darklit lullaby
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singing to the devils
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whilst laying in the gravel.
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Opening the doors
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reality unfolds
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the new self stands
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on the ashes of the old.
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The new one walks
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upright with the human
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devouring the waves
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and deceiving at th' raves.
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item: 2
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Fall
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I have lied for her
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I have cried for her
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I had pride for her
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I died for her
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I am in
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I am there
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I am shun
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I dissapear
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I find another
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I rise up
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I fall down under
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I fall up another
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I find stuff
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I look I look
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stuff dissapears
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stuff reappears
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I think
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I feel
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I fall
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I rise
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All is as it seems
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All is false
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everything is true
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or kill me
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item: 3
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Honor
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honor is important
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truith is honor
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yourself is the point
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others are stuff
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honor amongst thieves
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stolen trust
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untrust and distrust
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unrest
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lie to yourself
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lie to me
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lie to everyone
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honor among thieves
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be true to yourself
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everything will work
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be true to yourself
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bork bork bork
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item: 6
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Water proof
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underwater
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under the seas
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dumb waiter
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that's where she's
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don't be a cump
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don't feel the lump
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don't make it worse
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you need a nurse
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run around the walls
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run down the halls
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breaking down the walls
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making late night calls
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i could die tomorrow
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i could fly tomorrow
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i could fry in sorrow
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i am underwater
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being pulled by the current
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being dragged down
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down, going under
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drown
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item: 7
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Waiting
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waiting here
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by my keyboard
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waiting here
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being bored
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sitting here
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waiting for a call
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sitting here
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ready to take a fall
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mind spins
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brain cringe
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nothing
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sitting on pins
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listening to the tunes
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typing stuff
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getting the blues
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this is tough
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monochrome glare
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half asleep
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blank stare
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the black sheep
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it will all be over
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when the call
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it will all be worth
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rise again from the fall
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item: 8
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Bonding
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bonding
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wraping
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pave the way
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heeding the trail
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cement
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quick dry
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holds the stance
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stand fast
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cracks
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thoughts disturb
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thoughts fold upon themselves
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attacking
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fear arives
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fear changes thought into fear
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imagined future
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the future is fake
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do it
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be there
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stand fast
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have a blast
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item: 9
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Die robot die
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the robot stands there
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scanning the horison
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searching for more emotion
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the murderer of emotions
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the human searches
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searches the land
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searches for emotion
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emoton to fill the void
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the robot came across a villiage
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a villiage of great
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a villiage of fate
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it was the bait
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the human spots his fate
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a long lost date
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the time is here
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the robot draws near
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they clash their steel
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steel bends and folds
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the tales are untold
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the human grows old
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uXu #213 Underground eXperts United 1994 uXu #213
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Call CLU 'PUTERNET -> +1-515-232-7631
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