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sheba57 Member
since 1999-06-27
Posts 64vincennes, in usa |
full circle all of my life i had been searching for something; what it was i wan't sure. i often had this feeling of being followed, but every time i turned around there was nothing there. many times while walking down the street i would stop, thinking i had heard someone call my name. or when the wind would cry outside my windowpane it would call and i would answer, but no one was there. sometimes, i would feel this something during the early dawn when the birds would be singing. at those times, i could almost touch it, but it was always elusive, ever slipping away. then one day while walking through the woods i stopped and listened. and i heard it, and could feel it. i had come full circle because what i had been chasing was my soul. ~ celtic rose, 1988 ~ [This message has been edited by sheba57 (edited 07-12-99).] |
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orpheus Junior Member
since 1999-07-10
Posts 30Portugal |
It's the second poem of yours I've read. It's the second time I let you touch me. Thank you. (Those last lines were awsome) |
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