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A stream flows from the writer's mind
through pen unto his paper
thoughts pass steady as morning light
through obstructing branches
for something lost
hidden deep down in murkiness
he searches the heavenly clouds
and the deepest oceans
the exotic wilderness of the human mind
lush, rich and evergreen throughout winter
Beneath the bushes he scours,
to find many missing songs
the cloud rains its words
heart is drawn in letters
shakes, the tree, of its green and dying leaves
mountains turned to reveal its unpleasant side
but a perfumy scent marks an uplifting taste
he rids of his piercing thorns
and hundreds of blossoming flowers
Its feelings pour unto the paper,
washing it of its emptiness
All that was hidden has unveiled itself
paper drinks elixir from the writer's heart
Writer's soul manifests itself on a piece of paper
reincarnated, it lives
A dull paper is now the writer,
Fallen rose finally blooms
in a new horizon's sun
melting the ice,
heart emptied out
he hangs himself and dies.
2007-03-19
23:09:12
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