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Saturday, September 11, 2004


Almost free (poem i made up)
-Kt-

Looking up into the world of feathers,
letting the wind rub my face.
I noticed acouple of soaring birds,
swimming in the lace.

Oh how i pondered, and how i vised,
to be one of those lucky creatures.
To be so close to the stars and to live in the skies,
instead of living here in the murmurs.

Walking on, noticing falls' leap,
seeing blood drained across trees' hands.
Considering jumping in to deep,
into the shallow puddle of the land.

What to do...what to do?
trapt in this nothinginess of repetition.
Of course some will say, i am a day dreaming fool,
but I am the one, breaking free of this sin.

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