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Oct 08, 2009 00:00



I saw a goddess tonight.

She speaks in the extraordinary ordinary language,

observing the obvious

ignoring the incredible

making the mundane fantastic

Poetry is her altar

and we prostrate before it.

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majestic_insect October 16 2009, 09:03:23 UTC
I loooove your poem sweetie. :)

I wish you post here more often, I love reading your innermost thoughts. <3

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