Walk with me
Where death does not dwell
Talk with me
Where sound has no color
Take the time
To listen to the winds
Narrow and unbending
A one way ticket
The gift has a curse
The lack of knowledge
A curious weak link
The chain of events
Can never be broken
Open layers
Find
Peace
The scheme of it all
Beyond thought
Paced action
Finds entropy
A chaos to the simple mind
A nirvana of the cog
That turns.
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constructive criticism consults the creative.
written, & otherwise presented by Antonio Reda
date last created (edited): 17 January, 2001
html: 1 February, 2001
 
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Last revised: 1 February, 2001
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