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what is he doing??

Member since 2002 · Posted 27 Dec 2002 · 4 comments

tiny bells echo a damp shady empty room then starts a hard rain an elaborate jungle beat life and air dancing a didjeridoo riding wind with a sitar crickets sing in time this electronic noise stormy high beat en-trance imagination passing way beyond the clouds carries me in light lets choose to disperse among the supernovas

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[n/a] SP REYNOLDS 28-Dec-02/12:00 AM Reply

I think so - 7

[9] <~> 28-Dec-02/12:10 AM Reply

second to last line: "let's choose"
you need the apostrophe.
and that's about it.

how do i describe this poem?

pure. willing. complete.

[n/a] xanthippe › <~> 28-Dec-02/12:13 AM Reply

thank you for the spellcheck (and i dont mean that in a mean way) and thank you for your comment/vote, i am glad you enjoyed it :) i will have to read some of yours if you have any (haven't checked yet) :D

[9] <~> › xanthippe 28-Dec-02/12:16 AM Reply

yeah. i have a poem or two on the site.
i'll re-vote after your edit.