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A Usual Days Perspective (Free verse) by TAMARAG67 Sometimes my silence is deafening
Somedays my solitude is interrupted by voices
A few from the past- ghosts of my own incarnation
Others from the present
Constantly providing their unwanted "opinions"
Realizing that the "human race" is just that
An insistant banter of useless drivel
Much like this poem
Up the ladder:
This path
Down the ladder:
The Ususal Love Stuff
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Posted: August 31, 2004 3:49 PM PDT; Last modified: August 31, 2004 3:49 PM PDTWeighted score: 4.9403987 Overall Rank: 9103 Comments:
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Dovina @ 24.52.157.176
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31-Aug-04/8:19 PM
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All poems are useless drivel. The human race is useless drivel. Hey, two peas in a pod. Neither on better than the other. I feel better already.
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