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Tuesday, March 16, 2004


   Literature on a Snow Day

~The Wall
All are their own moon
with different phases to show
But all has their own wall
to hide what they know

Their pains that conside into one area
Their souls poured into those words
One can not hear them well
but what would shall be the birds

So bring down the wall, my dear
Bring it down for all to see
Your truth may be painful
but at least, the hidden self can be


~*The Blossom
I had seen a blossom once in the fields of Kansas. It was such a rare sight for only wheat is all the eye can see. But, this blossom stands alone, proud and tall. It withstood the rain, the snow, and the sun. The flower seemed invincible. But all in all, there was one thing that could destroy it: man.
They plowed through the fields and ripped it from its bearing. I could only stand and watch. My father told me that it was a weed in the field. To me, it was the diamond among the coal. And now, it rests along the ground until it disappeared.
Five years later, I found five more like the first. Then, I knew that life can never be rid of. It can only evolve through death.

_-_ zzz
Yeah... I'm bored.

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