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Delusions Of Death
Contributed by
Maverick
on
Thursday, 3rd April 2003 @ 01:45:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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I found myself upon the sacred sands Of time, and wondered how it came to be That perfect was the world where I stand And polished was the surface like the sea
No marks were left by all who trod before No outline of a foot in sand depressed So I wondered if perhaps a separate shore Was waiting there for each of us in rest
And only when we perish do we find That life and death are more than we suspect And though apart, the two are intertwined And we are just the place where they connect
And maybe time was crafted so ideal To leave no mark of any man who dies And living, just like dying, so surreal That one is just the other in disguise
And maybe I have walked these very shores Before, but never as it now had seemed And maybe life and death are simply doors Among the many hallways I have dreamed
03/01/03
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Maverick
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2003-04-03 01:45:00] (Date/Time posted on
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