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Submitted:Jul 16, 2007 Reads: 124 Comments: 5 Likes: 0
They come in waves
delicate and lonesome
are they
Reasons why
are the masses
traced along my mind
I dive into
oceans repeating
passages of pain
I'm not careless
anymore
as time has given
more and more
of what is not
ordinary
and
I am back and forth
in cycles
releasing and receiving
this life...
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