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These burnt, reeling skies won't smile on us today.
They've chosen to abandon all they can offer... For something lacking colour and texture, Deprived of the stimulus and the sear, That has all the warmth to thaw, Something that I feel lacking. Something inside, that... Seeps away, slowly. Right now, when Only synths... Are friends, Do I want, Crave To be Away.
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Sometimes Music is the only place to find solace and sanctuary in a world that suffers from the madness of illusion that everything else seems more important and real! It can lift the soul, heighten one's sensibilities to something higher, greater, inspiring. "Never takes away someone's hope ... it may be all they have" ... Unkown
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It was impossible not to have, It's impossible not to be, It's impossible not to still ...! ![]() What this world really needs is more artists and environmentalists! "Its only 'here' that we lose perspective, out at the Cosmic Consciousness Level things get a lot clearer. For example, there is an actual star pattern that is traced in the shape of a Willow Tree, across the breadth of the Milky Way! And no wonder Indigenous peoples refer to the 'here after' as the Happy Hunting Grounds! Has it ever occured to anyone why the bioluminescence dots, on the Na'vi!" |
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Excellent poem. And truth, at that.
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Very inner-reaching. I appreciate your sharing this with us.
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