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Monday, July 23, 2007


Forbidden Sky
I fell into a painting,
and drifted slowy to sleep.
At first it was only darkness,
but then I got a peep.
What I saw was briliant,
in it's own magnetic way.
It was but a painting of the sky,
on a clear and sunny day.
It drew me in,
and warmed my soul.
But I only got a glance,
a peek I know I stole.
And now the beauty stays with me,
forever in my head.
And the thought of ever waking,
fills me full of dread.

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