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Walking the Streets of I |
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Masked Intruder
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Senior Member
since 1999-05-23
Posts 1231Near golden sunsets 
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I'm meandering through the back alleys, Looking for the one I knew. I've lost myself with the setting sun, The sun of my youth. Now I reminisce through memories, Searching for my truth. I'm walking the streets, Searching for the unknown. I've lost myself and need another, Someone whom I can call me. I'm walking the streets again, Begging for a moment of reality. I've tried and tried and tried and tried, But reality is so much of an illusion. ------------------ Even with a lot of imagination, does it make the story less true? |
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Nicole Senior Member
since 1999-06-23
Posts 1835Florida |
Very very thought provoking. Thank you for posting this. |
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JP Senior Member
since 1999-05-25
Posts 1343Loomis, CA |
Nice to read you again MI, you seem unfocused as of late..... everything okay? ------------------ Dum spiro, spero JP |
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Masked Intruder
Moderator
Senior Member
since 1999-05-23
Posts 1231Near golden sunsets |
First, it depends on your definition of unfocused...second, it depends on your definition of okay... ------------------ Even with a lot of imagination, does it make the story less true? |
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MissNTrope Junior Member
since 1999-07-29
Posts 43 |
But at least it's an allusion to something real....  |
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Severn Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-17
Posts 7704 |
I really like this. I do understand that feeling... |
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angel girl Member
since 1999-07-23
Posts 322within a whisper... |
very nice. |
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