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Journey towards rejuvenation
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Journey towards rejuvenation |
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Xeonox
since 2000-04-01
Posts 1764CA, USA 
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As I sit among friends waiting for the next shift, Everyone settles down as we sense something coming, Is it freedom? Or is it a new home? Picked up by its claw, We are mixed in the melting pot, New faces materialize out of nowhere, Thinking what will happen next, Hoping it will happen for the best, Long journey awaits us all, As I hear conformation’s last call, Crowded together we wait in hesitation, As we arrive at our final destination. Ronil (What I say I live by and what I live by is what I create). |
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Poet deVine
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
Hmm..the meaning in this escapes me.... |
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Lone Wolf Member Ascendant
since 2000-03-16
Posts 5842Lansing, MI USA |
I'm not sure what it means either, but you've got me thinking about it . . . Poetry should surprise by fine excess...it should strike the reader as a wording of his own highest thoughts and appear almost a remembrance. -J.Keats |
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Xeonox
since 2000-04-01
Posts 1764CA, USA |
Well I got the idea from a piece of litter which goes to the dump site. I hope that it helps you understand better.  |
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