Tuesday, June 22, 2010

A Psychedelic Marching Band Of A Thousand Peacocks Part Uno Comments

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He dreamed he was wandering around in a Great Forest; of which possessed a beauty that had only one comparable...

As he wonders at the shear isness and aesthetics of this serene land, his contemplation is snatched short when, out of the ether, Smack-Crash and all is dark.
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Our comfort zone can become our own prison! This poem is full of imagination, Keep writing. Well done! ; D

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