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I sit here within these four broken walls,
Screaming in a broken call,by Stumbled Into God 18 lines, on Dec 23 10:04 PM 2007 -
There's a blank canvas on the wall, / it screams for ever more, / my heart or my mind, both you never saw... / Simply a shadow in the dista
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The salt is overpowering in my nostrils,
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Bursts of yellow, orange and red,
A tinge of green to show what was former,by Stumbled Into God 13 lines, 2 comments, on Oct 7 5:28 PM 2006. In Nature -
Does death really chase me each night?
Sitting by my bed, within my sight? -
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Three days and five years ago,
People stood still in all societies -
Changing our habit does not change our feelings
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I stand knee deep in shallow waters
A ringing sound comes from my quarters -
I walk down this old wet road,
I see writing is it a code? -
A sound is what i want you to give,
A little sound to show you live,
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