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Timing (Free verse) by INTRANSIT

The tick-tock-tick of the walls, pictures, windows, has me inhaling the stench of sterility while the high point in my eyes blackens the room and definity falls away.

Blue Magpie 26-May-03/10:40 PM
I liked Definity, though I have never heard it before, but I lost it on the high point in my eyes, probab;ly a result of the low point in my mind, it has a nice feel though.




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