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Standing walking wondering alone
Sitting talking the night to own.
A hardbacks ride so down and deep,
Blackens holes ...o here it creeps.
Being still in knowing thought,
A moving wonder 
so soon forgot.

My heart may sink or swim ashore,
Giving up too climb aboard. 
Grounded wings
My heart has sewn,
Freely falling ash to stone!

How can I put into words
excactly how I feel,
The point of such example
The is now so real.

In this web in time we weave
Weaping tears
Our souls shall greeve. 
Posted: 2013-11-08 17:04:24 UTC

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