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In a subwaystation my heart is racin', away the trains paint meadowland so faint, faint-hearted. flesh does burden "no well at all"; a call of the hide harsh, but right. wall to come. yet "no" is to go dear god a bird melodies so blur "elation o elation" |
The soul will seek its freedom. Let it ring, clear as this Poem! Thanks for sharing.| Posted on 2013-01-15 00:00:00 | by CrypticBard | [ Reply to This ] | |