Sunday, February 12, 2006

ImaginativeLands

In the little land
time hides its desire

In the middle land
fire awakens in bloom

In the big land
choices bleed of their wounds

And in the imagination
the stories learn of the squire
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1 comment:

_Q_ said...

Nice one.

5:28 p.m.

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