Send me
the loners, the misfits, the criminals. Send me the artists, musicians and
writers. Send me the dreamers. Send me the abused. For the outsiders there is always hope and
opportunity for change. For the soldiers of normalcy there are only the walls
of normal, blocking great vistas of reality from perception.
Blooming on the Barbed Wire
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Blooming against the fence. Blooming on barbed wire. It's not the stuff of
dreams, not the heart's desire. But still it does its best. The blooms are
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