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lalalalaaaaaaaalalalalaaaaaaaa Posts: 2,445
edited July 2006 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
In lonesome dawning light,
we struggle with the past.
In its redness, we see ghosts
shimmer in their brutal form.
But in this war of memory,
we find the skies again.
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  • Bu2Bu2 Posts: 1,693
    It makes me feel somewhat hopeful.
    Feels Good Inc.
  • lalalalaaaaaaaalalalalaaaaaaaa Posts: 2,445
    Thanks Bu2 and rtherebirdsinheaven for the responses.
  • dharma69dharma69 Posts: 1,275
    Saturnal wrote:
    In lonesome dawning light,
    we struggle with the past.
    In its redness, we see ghosts
    shimmer in their brutal form.
    But in this war of memory,
    we find the skies again.
    Hopeful, indeed.

    Thank you.
    "I'm here to see Pearl Jam."- Bono

    ...signed...the token black Pearl Jam fan.

    FaceSpace
  • lalalalaaaaaaaalalalalaaaaaaaa Posts: 2,445
    dharma69 wrote:
    Hopeful, indeed.

    Thank you.

    We could all use more hope, I guess. Thanks for reading it.
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