One

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    One
    I sank into time woke up in our memories
    Such instances as your tears nourishing my beards
    Hence I dream our eternity
    And you live our liberty
    For my soul is a half our Siamese souls
    Your euphoria is my nirvana,
    My utopia, my forever.
    Our.

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    WordSlinger commented on One

    05-15-2009

    I like it, original, I gave it a 8
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    Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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