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Spacial Credence
Contributed by
blakis
on
Friday, 25th March 2005 @ 05:14:47 AM in AEST
Topic:
Holiday Poetry
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The anaesthetic buries me,
Darkness has a firm grasp.
Plato find me my home,
Mind me no remorse.
Sadness lingers in the morning,
Say goodbye to Russia,
burdened by the waning,
soon all will be over.
Then shake the Earth and tremble,
questioning my faith,
I left for Mars not to return,
prevailed by ancient morrows.
I see the picture of spacemen,
handling my reverence,
a holy image of Spok,
I am almost there.
Copyright ©
blakis
... [
2005-03-25 05:14:47]
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Re: Spacial Credence
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by hardrocker15198916 on
Friday, 22nd July 2005 @ 06:59:41 PM AEST
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intiguing i love your poems they are all so original and creative
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Re: Spacial Credence
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intiguing i love your poems they are all so original and creative
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by edwynne on
Sunday, 24th July 2005 @ 07:09:34 PM AEST
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