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A Saturday in March
Contributed by
anomalei
on
Saturday, 7th March 2009 @ 09:37:05 AM in AEST
Topic:
NaturePoetry
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Today has potential to be infinite.
Like any other day.
Ending only when you say so -
The clock will not protest.
It's in the rush of a full day ahead,
The thrill of stolen freedom.
Because I can smell the raw scent of life,
The sun seems too good to be true today.
It's like the smell of fall;
Something changing- existing and breathing.
I can't escape the words in my head,
But I'll forget them just for awhile.
The endlessness of today -
I can't be contained!
No responsibilities will tie me down,
Because I'm too young for that.
If we run through times zones;
This could last forever.
This feeling, these moments -
Forever in my mind.
There's the sunset in my rearview,
But I drive with the windows down -
So this day won't end.
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anomalei
... [
2009-03-07 09:37:05]
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Re: A Saturday in March
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by Former_Member on
Monday, 28th September 2009 @ 10:29:13 AM AEST
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