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This is the story of a godlike man,
Of Orpheus the poet, who sang songs.
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I am a prophet to the world
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It's interesting how you see the future.
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Would surely keep the world at work
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Oh, wow. I cannot help but stare at you.
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I stay up late sometimes, and I pretend.
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And here I thought it's something new...
by buggirl
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on Apr 2 6:41 PM 2008
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A force of sheer monotony will knock me off my shoes.
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I pause at railroad crossings,
But then I glide along in an SUV or limo.
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One time I drew a picture of myself.
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The stream of all my consciousness flows by
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There is a stranger knocking at the door.
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My heart breaks just a little,
and yet I do not cry.
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The state of nature looks a little grim,
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I'm cynical, and there is nothing wrong.
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I don't know my life's purpose, yet,
but, oh, I will find out, and soon,
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This is another timeframe- night- of crickets, rain, and dark,
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no one's going farther than me, / than the wind that's blowing by, / the dreadful rain, the tears, and anger, / than the soaking daylight sun. / I laugh, at the sometimes, / and peel away the layers, / and sc
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No music would dare grace my sight without / That following it has of music-loves, / The backyard junkies, opera singers, doves, / Expression-- that's what music is about! / "My music is my soul!" so many call, / An
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What is True Life, I wonder, what's my world?
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Alone, I stand upon the shore and watch, / As sailors kiss their lovers' cheeks goodbye. / I hide my head inside my heart, a notch / Where I can wipe the moisture from my eye. / It's not that I am crying, just, nearby
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I don't know what to do, or think, or feel. / I am an open book for all to claim. / And here's a pencil-- write on me, you seal / my last resorts, because you write my name. / I wail, I kick, I scream, but I don't kno
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A window pane, a slash of glass across, / Will act as if a lens to focus light- / It's splaying spotlights on my love's sweet site, / And focusing the view of my eyes' cross. / It's staring through a film that's like
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The eyes, they shine with something so immense,
A mountain range to rise beneath the sun.
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The summer sun, my destiny, leans near.
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