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Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan 
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Beneath clouds That hide as much Or more than the stars above This spectral figure on a bicycle Under the glow of a dim street light It is an adolescent boy by the way he rides It is a boy on his way we say Then to the home of his love Or maybe not of course In fact And yet It is the myth We choose to believe Because in the end Even when hope and faith Are no longer alive It is after all Though all is finally said and done However forlorn it is to sing The only religion we have |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
"The only religion we have" nicely done!  "too bad ignorance isn't painful" |
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wranx Member Elite
since 2002-06-07
Posts 3689Moved from a shack to a barn |
Damn, Martie! This is superb! |
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Drauntz Member Elite
since 2007-03-16
Posts 2905Los Angeles California |
"Because in the end Even when hope and faith Are no longer alive" you are so right. it is the love forever here or there. beautiful. |
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