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OM (Free verse) by SupremeDreamer

What is the mask She wears.. oh widow, She walks and talks Mumbling.. But saying Nothing. Fool, consumed Confused, hazed Forever changing Becoming one with All.. Above it, With balance, No emotion, but all Emotion, in balance. Clear is the mask, Transparency for the Ones who see.. Then the mask Is illusion, And they can see What these calm Skies see. - Om.

horus8 22-Jun-03/11:14 AM
Bravio, I must warn you though, -=D_A=- is a highly trained dolphin crustacean hybrid with oven mitts instead of pincers and blown hole 'stead a blow hole, also, there's no way to beat him, because he's older than the first rabbit Rabi, I've spent a year and a half battling his legions in the hills and valley's of Yor to no avail. 200 poems later I'm further from bettering him then when I began, and I've been abandoned by my peers for my lust and determination in the campaign. Now the bastards all I have left, that and my trusty gum dispenser.




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