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Somewhere in Silence
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Somewhere in Silence |
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martiniat8 Senior Member
since 2003-06-21
Posts 897Prague, Bohemia, Czech Republic |
He once wrote those poetic, prophetic words not so long ago delivering his monologue while humming his camel tune somewhere high on the Sahara Dunes. A woman sits somewhere in silence her man, her friend, is leaving he does not know why, why she has abandoned him she told him she didn't want to lose him a week ago they spoke of children planning the rest of their lives and now she is losing him and no one knows why it is a destiny of her own devise He is leaving on a journey a journey she launched him on to clean his record to come back and start again do the right thing he is doing the right thing praying to hear the words from her mouth again... "Good boy" Why must he travel alone? Why will no one go with him? Nor none of his friends Why won't she go? Why won't anyone follow this leader, where he goes... There is one seat on the plane one ticket to a desert holiday Someone can go join him on this journey a'ho for 11 days he will sit in the sand and say Proc? Why? It doesn't matter in the end why she won't speak or write all she need do is just say something, say anything say yes and press "send" |
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2islander2 Member Ascendant
since 2008-03-12
Posts 6825by the sea |
multiple questions, multiple opportunities to meet someone , or to forget I love this impressive write between confession and disapointment, an excellent share, yann |
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