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7-11-02 (Free verse) by durk
laying here in a spanish bed It's the morning after And I'm feeling far from dead. The sky is full of clouds with no ethnicity And music's flowing through my head. You should've seen the stars last night I only saw one Sparkling in the sky At that moment - we all could have died and it would have been ok Because really, it's all ok. the mountains will be there tomorrow The waves will crash upon the sandy shore I'll see the same star nothing will be less nothing will be more

Up the ladder: Half Empty, Half Whole
Down the ladder: Untitled

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Arithmetic Mean: 4.8333335
Weighted score: 4.9551764
Overall Rank: 8687
Posted: August 5, 2002 12:08 PM PDT; Last modified: August 5, 2002 12:08 PM PDT
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[6] titan69 @ 195.93.48.179 | 5-Aug-02/12:42 PM | Reply
I know just what you mean
[7] vulcan @ 80.242.3.96 | 8-Sep-02/10:23 PM | Reply
Bravo!liked it very much.
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