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Men made God and God kills man.

In my dreams I’ve  been swing’n on stars!
The end of twilight wakes the moon,
which quickly dissolves my star...
yet I land so gently.
Nature blows gently on my mind
unlike the ignorance of humanity
which is looking
like extinction.

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  • Lost Vampyre Angel
    August 28, 2008

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    This poem speaks such a wisdom most others don't know and try to shadow with believing in their god. this is a well penned poem with great deep meanings
    all my love
    kitty xx