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Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan 
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. A fine white mist Falls on the street outside The tires of cars passing by Make a sound like waves Washing softly in from sea Last night I dreamed a storyline That slowly faded toward the end You were there Is all I know And now your absence Fills the room . |
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trutodaraiders Senior Member
since 2006-12-02
Posts 820CA |
John nice write..I think everyone can relate to being alone.. |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
and now your absense fills the room bittersweet and lovely write |
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Krishankins
since 2002-06-23
Posts 972Texas |
Makes the feeling of Monday come, even if it had another name. Nice one! |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
there too, huh? *sigh* at least I know I'm not alone |
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Nightshade
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
KEEPIN' THIS !!! Wonderful John. hugs, Chris Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance. |
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