Not knowing

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By Disruptive Silence •

What if we didnt know, When the sun fell from the sky When the eagles stopped soaring high When the grass stopped growing When the moon stopped showing When all the bugs and people disappear And when everyone was living their last year

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March 20, 2010 23:23Convalescence

This raises a lot of questions. I like it. It's kind of a mystery in my mind. keep writing. You're doing great.