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Grand Focus
Contributed by
amph
on
Sunday, 5th June 2005 @ 11:43:30 PM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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Flimsy, Flapping, Fling of rapture. Tiny, minute creatures capture. Minisucal laughter, followed by bewellderment, that enters after. Stinging silence consumes us all. Hunched over the edge, we begin to fall. Puzzelment signs take the call. Thunderous emotions falter, while screaming beware. Look there, what where? As coldness sweeps the air, we breathe. We can't help it, we see only treasured glee. Motionless, our visions take flight. While, silent feelings borrow might. Funny reaction, our feet take action. All we are left with is satisfaction.... and the uncontrollable fling, that just so happend.
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amph
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2005-06-05 23:43:30] (Date/Time posted on
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