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Hollowman Member
since 2001-06-01
Posts 117 |
I shall bow my head in wonder at the foolishness of illogical thoughts from others, For a moment the light shone brightly then as the sun set over the valleys that carve sway in my mind my persona took a trip to the dark side. This plunge pool of dismay astounds me I think therefore I am, so I am told by the boffins. You thought for me, so does this make me thoughtless? I wonder some more in silky silence. Many paths weave their ways in front of me trails of yellow brick roads to nowhere becon and call me to tread the cobbles of destiny, we before, we tomorrow escape not the lure of fortunes won and lost. I ponder time, as time is all I have time to reflect, from time to time, time to count the seconds vanishing endlessly into the past, I mearly expire in the eyes of goverment. -Rich |
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catalinamoon
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone |
Interesting, thoughtful writing. I like this a lot. Sandra |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Please, relate to me a "boffin"...although I might guess... thank you for this! |
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Eye Junior Member
since 2001-06-10
Posts 28Outside Looking In |
Indeed time is all we have. You capture and portray much of the codswallop (your country's colloquial, not mine, laughing) society seeks to mold us with and into. |
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