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And Perfect

Poetry By: devilrod

Present moment perfection.

Submitted:Nov 28, 2007    Reads: 90    Comments: 2    Likes: 2   





First, last, forever

It's our time

A new age has come

For us to run

Naked bodies, in pure innocence

This place is ours

As it always has been

A time when all our thoughts manifest

A new freedom so sweet, so simple and complete

All our memories gone

All our dreams unwinding

And to know the beautiful truth

There was never any reason to worry

To be anxious

Now everything is scattered to the wind, and perfect


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