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mytuesdaywishes Member
since 2003-09-05
Posts 254a voice from the musicbox 
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the world has come down to a man on his tampa balcony holding his guitar and the beach is packed like stone and the sand is as white as the ghosts of integrity and people go mad while in their hotel rooms because they realize it's just a hotel room and life is broadcasted through the timezones so everyone knows the extent of the human disease and the president brings up tragedy to push his war and the real america is washing the floors carpe diem sounds like a french entree because we only seize what can feed us these days our bodies all look like they got hit with the same steamroller and our heads can't withstand the rain do you think we'd all melt without our umbrellas? joy has its own justice. and dreams are languid and lawless. and everything bows to beauty, when it's fierce and when it's flawless... |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
"carpe diem sounds like a french entree because we only seize what can feed us these days" And I now want to read everything you write. Can't believe I've missed you this long... Salute'. |
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Grover Senior Member
since 2004-01-27
Posts 1967London, ON, Canada |
Sounds like we're having a revolution! Very good writing... enjoyed much! Grover. |
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Goodknight Member Elite
since 2002-06-15
Posts 2386Ohio, USA |
you write great stuff - I look forward to reading lots more from you - Paul |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
I'm with serenity... I can't believe I've missed you this long too. another keeper.  Beauty of the world which is soon to perish has two edges, one of laughter and one of anguish, cutting the heart asunder. (by Virginia Woolf) |
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