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symphony_of_thoughts Member
since 2003-08-03
Posts 95Somewhere |
the environment with all its ditties and people cross-treking on invisible highways turning into cartoons blurring pastals orange and blue crossing boundaries eternally transistent for seconds on end mistaken indifference for caring smiles when the bodies close in to each other in the daily crowds blur like the city smog criminal activity hidden and mixed with the caring apathy I've known to love another progression onward towards the suburbs the country the dirt |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
If this could be put to music, it would be Joe Walsh, "In the City." You must listen. |
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Purity Senior Member
since 2001-11-20
Posts 526Once Upon, USA |
Touche', oh thoughtful Symphony! A ballad grande of inexplicable wording. I, indeed, enjoyed this very much! Wings bruised from turning away in such confined space...Not broken...still healable...still feathered with life, somewhere |
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s1nfully_1nn0c3nt Senior Member
since 2003-10-26
Posts 1105Watertown, NY |
Amazing, Absolutely Amazing... I'd Rather Be Hated For Who I Am Then Loved For What I'm Not~!~ |
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News_From_Nowhere Member
since 2002-06-14
Posts 173CU, NY |
Exactly how I felt Sitting on a hill Looking down at the hustle and bustle of LA! Enough to make me move back home To the sanctity of rural life. Good poem here! "So give life to your dreams, for there lies your survival, and cast your heart beyond those faded scenes, and I'll bring you through the storm" |
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