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Through the Glass

I see what should be seen by all,
But by none it is viewed.

Traveling through mindscapes that none have treked,
Yet all have maps.

Space devides and calls me into the rift,
Yet I'm not allowed beyond the light.

A contest entry

I'm thinking you can all guess who this poem is about, it's still me. Just a bit greener than usual.

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  • EmmaLuLu
    April 17, 2008
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    Good


  • individuality gold member
    March 13, 2008

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    i think of drems here, travelluing down landscapes of the imagination thinking we are alone but we are not for so many others dream too of the same things


  • StarLightResurrects
    March 5, 2008

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    this one is unique. when you compare it to the other poems in this contest, they all use different words for the same type of mindset. this one goes beyond the prompt into the possible meaning behind it. very nice and best of luck to you