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Bleach Online Poetry
08/12/2001
Author: J. Quinton
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The house was filled with smoke
	from the many cigarettes that were lit
It was crowded
With many beautiful people
Many lives converging
	into one glorified escape
That's all we humans are
	master escape artists
Like Houdini
We are controlled by society
Forced into unhappiness
Slaves in an unknown prison
Still we escape
Forever free at heart
Our souls can not be chained