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Starry Night
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Starry Night |
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Juju Member Elite
since 2003-12-29
Posts 3429In your dreams 
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Starry Night When it snows The sky is shrouded By a veil of clouds and ice And stars you wont see at midnight I wonder If the snow is pure Would it bury me so deep That no one would see Were I was If I too Was just like the stars Fixed upon the midnight sky And no one would know The real me -Juju |
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tao power Member
since 2009-02-24
Posts 109 |
My earliest imaginings of hell were of being condemned to wander alone in siberia. I think i saw it on a movie and it terrified me. I still have nightmares of being the only person in the world with no shelter in a terrible snow storm. This poem will be my prayer if that day ever comes to pass. One question, no biggie. Why does the snow have to be pure to bury you? It almost sounds like a drug-reference at that point. |
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Juju Member Elite
since 2003-12-29
Posts 3429In your dreams |
"why does the snow have to be so pure" pure=perfect perfect doesn't exist-> perfect/ pure things are a lie I should have interpreted this better in the poem. my bad. Juju -Juju |
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