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Post by dirtgirl on Jul 14, 2002 8:18:19 GMT -5
Metamorphosis I’m leaving You. The answer seems so clear today, Like the Swan. Blue. Beautiful. A self evident truth. In this ivory tower, The dream has finally been put to rest. Who could believe this would be the way? Way back then. They were all there, weeping. I didn’t turn back to look at them at all. So certain, confident, sure. I knew it all, right? Girl becomes Woman. Baptised in a sea of flame. Crucified idealist. Seven years later, That famous biblical digit; evolution’s number. Bringing with It; it’s companion Change: constant as chaos. Today’s a new dawn. A new mission statement arises. Sing the company song? No. The new vision, Requires an article of faith. Who knows where I’m going! I’m scared. But my will is strong. Amen. I am at peace. I revised this poem following your suggestions Dan. What do you think?
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Post by luceluna on Jul 14, 2002 10:15:19 GMT -5
snazzy
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