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Pale hues of gray and white
Cloud my senses; impair my sight.
One is forsaken in space amassed,
The time to assemble comes to be passed.
Councils gather in the skies
And discuss the days of present demise.
They tell me of what is to be,
"A future," they say, "in infinity,
Where reason cuts through the sins of man,
And where time construes 'cannot' to 'can'"
- by tashi mango |
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- | Submitted on 10/08/2008 |
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- Title: Idyllic
- Artist: tashi mango
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Description:
I wrote this being inspired by the futuristic new items on Gaia, in hopes of getting somewhere in the avvy arenas (oh, impossible dreams...)
Anyway, I liked it - it's a breath of fresh air from all of these poems about breaking up and being emo. - Date: 10/08/2008
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Comments (2 Comments)
- tashi mango - 10/08/2008
- wow thanks X]
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- waterfaerie_678 - 10/08/2008
- I love it! :]
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