Outside, by Hunter Backlund Subscribe to rss feed for Hunter Backlund 

I’m one with nature
Nothing to community
Not lost, but not found

When in the inside
Material is control
Objects are our mind

The outside is pure
Made up of beauty and light
A shelter of life.
Posted: 2010-05-27 03:51:25 UTC
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2010-06-15 05:57:13~**AGE_TEA**~
luv dis poem... gr8 job!