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Ever played with the magnetic words and phrases stuck to someone's refrigerator?

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Her reality goes sideways
and an ocean of first impressions
echoes the obvious
in a thousand pieces

sometimes too much was enough
from where they live
without fear
without limitations

I close my eyes
and my vision
should not force
my imagination
to dream
of a light
in a million directions
my first thought:
bliss

or death

she moves in a dream
with unclear definitions
a new world of
talking animals

the sound of language
a voice between
my mind and truth
realizes no such thing

my idea:
the universe
the truth
the possibility

a system puts together
the bridge for another cycle

he collects pictures
of impossible machines
surprises come too fast
reconsiders

life draws conclusions
shifts
turns

the mountain listens to the world

a tree whispers to me
it speaks in rhyme

I hear the last word in a perfect world:
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On Wednesday October 20th, 2004, Six-Out (1824) writes:
I probably got nothing out of this that you'd hope, but I made up my own version of it's underlying truths, and that's just as good, eh? Intriguing, and stimulating. Nighty, your young mind is far to mature for my feeble attempts at life. Rock on.


On Tuesday October 19th, 2004, A Broken Soul (103) writes:
pretty good... a tad confusing, but i think that's what makes it so good. nice work. ^autumn^



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