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Current mood:  contemplative Category: Life
there she is that girl over there
looking pretty and fair
in her new red dress
she thought was ruined
some time ago...
she sits in the night
with a drink
a puff
of prayers
she whispers
back...
you gave me creative freedom
and as time and space
and the state of flux
lives
and breathes
music
that trancends
through the generations
until
we are no longer
physical matter
but energy
and electricity
flowing in your ears
and quenching the thirst
of your soul
to be contained
by no earth or hu-man.......
11:50 AM
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