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Interrogations Of A Life Unreached

Friday, February 10, 2006

A kiss to build a dream on

In a search for life I stumble upon some rocks lying by the pathway. Forced to stop to gather myself I notice a world. Green grass and yellow flowers. Red sun and blue eyes. Warmth of a cool breeze. The floating whiff of fresh cookies and wet earth. Rain drops and tinkling laughter.
For a moment I lose myself.

Monday, February 06, 2006

Amnesia

You were once Gods.
But since, you have forgotten who you were.
And now you are
Men.