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Refined
A sharpened piece of wood -
It comes and goes in some ever living circle
gyres, tyres pinnacle of human spiresby Fisher 34 lines, 1 comment, on Dec 26 2:17 PM 2008 -
Groping in the dark
To find pieces that fit
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Materialism is not what I am Perhaps because materials I have not
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The rainfall may be more,or less,or less
But its reasoning remains put -
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Did I awake? I cannot tell
Was it somewhere between Heaven and Hell? -
Sometimes ill give you the pressure filled faith
Of my pencil nib writing this, done by my hand -
I'm not there nor have I ever been
That place, that room where you lay your head -
This place scares me
A humid foregin forest -
I am ruddreless
Utterly rudderless -
Friends forever,
forever only lasts chilhoodby Fisher 24 lines, 1 comment, on Mar 8 6:28 PM 2007 -
Say thatyou are sorry
When it is all doneby Fisher 11 lines, 2 comments, on Mar 8 6:18 PM 2007 -
Somewhere a clock is ticking
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I begin everyday like so
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Approaching is like walking throught
A marbel hall, Aware of every footstep -
I want to hide
It likes to find
And more to bindby Fisher 23 lines, 3 comments, on Dec 9 6:45 PM 2006. In Transience -
If there are things I must see
Should I travel afar and sail the seas? -
Sing a song of sweetness
I see it in your eyes -
No matter how I lived my life
I lived every moment for you -
Shoulders shrug and faces cast down
A nation without a way. -
And walk to where life holds no sway
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Why is it that in valleys men suffer?
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