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Living Without Expectations
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Living Without Expectations |
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icebox Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 4383in the shadows 
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Ripped from complacency, we all are bare root seedlings cast upon the swirling currents, shifting with the surging tides within the superficially chaotic labyrinth of time; paths cross and change, and cross again, searching always with the hope of permanent redemption; screaming demons act as tour guides for the cast asides clinging in quiet desperation to whatever belief escapes the eyes as the planet rides along, in quiet majesty, through the left behind detritus of galaxies that got the best of choice. ©2004 by icebox |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
I really enjoyed this read a lot. Cold hands means a warm heart |
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Saunni Senior Member
since 2000-07-11
Posts 1777West Virginia |
to whatever belief escapes the eyes The entire poem was outstanding yet that line grabbed me... how true to find those words that so fit us all! Wonderful write here.  Sauni:)The Only Time I See The Sun Is When I'm Within That Vanilla Breeze.The Only Time I'm One With The Sun Is When He Shelters Me From The Rain. |
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wranx Member Elite
since 2002-06-07
Posts 3689Moved from a shack to a barn |
Quantum physics, meet Dante. Nice! |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
I guess we should settle for being settled |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
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