Thursday, June 28, 2012

Metarmophosis Comments

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In my ears I hear the wind whisper to me,
Informing me of what peace lies unfounded.
On my back I feel the warm sand of the beach preach to me about the forgotten love of a time.
The emptiness before me is the vast ocean whose waters are no use for a drink,
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