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close to wonderland (Free verse) by crwncka1
though the floating glass that lifts, up from the surface I see, a mirror to the unknown, where shadows may be seen, reflecting back in full color, for now I see though the darkness, on to the world that exists, where the sidewalk ends, no longer will the unknown haunt me, as today I have found the diamond, that shows all sides of the picture, that my eyes look into, now my world may take the shape, of this most elegant jewel I found, as I pull it in for a closer look, I see with my eyes fixed glaring, though the light that casts down, glimmering off each side appears, a multiplex of beautiful color, that create a gorgeous rainbow, that my eyes follow straight ahead, on toward the gold promised, that lies just on the other side, somewhere near the end of color

Up the ladder: Wounds never to heal
Down the ladder: New York

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Arithmetic Mean: 3.0
Weighted score: 4.7615943
Overall Rank: 11607
Posted: July 25, 2003 9:29 PM PDT; Last modified: July 25, 2003 9:29 PM PDT
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[n/a] horus8 @ 24.126.113.154 | 25-Jul-03/9:39 PM | Reply
My friend, you be-ake a fine turdloaf. You are the worst poet alive by far. This poem is a gag.
[n/a] crwncka1 @ 67.30.41.246 > horus8 | 25-Jul-03/9:46 PM | Reply
just wait ill get more worse on ya
[n/a] horus8 @ 24.126.113.154 > crwncka1 | 25-Jul-03/10:57 PM | Reply
This clearly redefines the pimple poem, you're a pioneer. I believe you can do much worse and will.
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