Open Poetry #29 |
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youngmoeses New Member
since 2003-08-29
Posts 6 |
when silence is opened, genious is present and songs are sung from objects i thought not to be alive/ when times forgotten it carries on only in watches i let it come and go as it pleases, life is a stepping stone, i walk and learn to hold is to forget what it was before you knew/ proof is only obtained through doubt i faithfully hold nothing to fact and as the snow flake melts and rolls into the ocean, evaporates into the clouds and falls on this rainy day... i love it because i expected without anticipating/ |
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QjQ Member Elite
since 2003-04-18
Posts 3756U.S.A. |
interesting write,,,
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mytuesdaywishes Member
since 2003-09-05
Posts 254a voice from the musicbox |
hmm....so many paradoxes, such is life i guess. cheers. and even when everything was wrong, and we were mad at the world, it was still beautiful. |
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youngmoeses New Member
since 2003-08-29
Posts 6 |
s'cool, you see paradox i see things working together that we normally don't associate with unity... |
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