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Potential (Free verse) by Christof
Drawn back into the day
I am slackened and rested
Like an unfired arrow.
I let myself fly into the night
Pitched out into dreams and restlessness
But waking found nothing
But an ache of inertia.
Fists rest in pockets like wars unwon
Eyes close on sights unseen
And all I've spent is unearned.
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Weighted score: 5.851648
Overall Rank: 1563
Posted: April 12, 2005 1:57 AM PDT; Last modified: April 13, 2005 3:42 AM PDT
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