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Aim
Contributed by
screwge
on
Thursday, 28th May 2009 @ 09:38:16 AM in AEST
Topic:
Nostalgic
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Aim for a stout
beacon from behind,
ceaseless
deeds of yesterday with ample shoulders.
Each will have his saddled
efforts:
Jesus, Moses,
a child who
eyes
jail's sedate
chaos with lust.
Elms twisted unkink and refresh,
embers glow,
entrenched in golden troves, distracted from the modern
odes us
people trumpet today.
Cue the queries:
are we worse off than yesteryear, in
essence--their old
tea leaves new divulsions under
U
V rays?
Double use made obsolescence, you
exclaim:
why belie that beacon, when easier is a
zenith strung in past!
Copyright ©
screwge
... [
2009-05-28 09:38:16]
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Re: Aim
(User Rating: 1 )
by SirCallower on
Friday, 29th May 2009 @ 03:01:11 AM AEST
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Very clever
this sounds like something i would come up with
I dont think i've ever seen this form before
very original and creative
awesome job! |
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