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The marionette dreams not,
for controlled minds seek no directioon. Being lead, not only by strings attached, but by seperate bodies. Awakened, only to be restored to an unwanted sleep. Resting not forever, yet forever being. Searching not for shelter, but for the spirit of life stored withinnn its shattered walls. This open space, empty, a vacuum of thoughtlessness, appears to reach out as if it searches for an eternal will of its own. The puppet dances. |
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Conjures up many pictures and images, strong words 44...diggin your work
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Thanks ccp
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yup...good writings!
to you BOTH... I really enjoy poetry,and both of you show much talent.....M. |
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