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Twisted

I've been high and mighty twisted.
I don't know if I heard that somewhere,
Or just made it up.

Bad men convene to try to make the best
Of a bad situation as the feathers fly
And pictures on the wall are falling up.

Nasty violent men who had to hide
Their heads in times of peace
Are taking candles off the table.

October 2001

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