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Brainwashed
(Poetry)
4-11-2004
by Hodg Hodgson
I'm running for hours.
Run, forest run.
Counting flowers in the sky
As the night passes by.
I'm racking my brain.
The tank's not thinking
From too much drinking
The cells are shrinking. (I'm begging)
"Virus get out!"
Still hoping
To...
Hodg: On Freedom
(Short Story)
15-12-2004
by Hodg Hodgson
I regained my freedom.
Yup, I just spent 3 days in jail. Sounds a little weird, doesn’t it? Well maybe it is nothing so special, but it was an interesting experience I would like to share with you.
After returning from a conference in Brazil, I...
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