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WASTED (Free verse) by titan69

At the far end of the World. Where the grass used to grow. Now the wind smells sweet and sour when it blows. and nothing lives there exept old crows. in the land that the SUPERPOWERS WASTED.

Shuushin 16-Nov-03/7:18 AM
kindof a enviro-political pimple.

Reach a bit for those expressions, seek specificity like the good ones in that third line ("wind" could be better served though).


as an aside - most people worry more about the second and third world folks than we who are hindered by bureacracy.

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