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Shade-Walking.

There's a gap in the establishment

A narrow shadow

Sweating in the breeze.

Bristles of light flicker

On dim specks

Of misspelled graffiti

It simply reads:

 

NO MORE FALSE PROFITS.

 

An accidental but fortunate irony.

But no understatement

Has ever saved any

From what is real.

 

To journey between people

And escape the remains

Of a dead year

Is what shapes

The creation of another.

Become the whisper

Of disregard

Forever refreshed

In the luxuries

Of the anonymous.

◄ Modern Saviour

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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Thu 6th May 2010 17:42

When you really fly you touch stars.

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clarissa mckone

Wed 5th May 2010 02:48

nice. enjoyed many lines, esp
forever refreshed
in the luxuries
of the anonymous.
oh and thnaks for reding my work.

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Andy N

Tue 4th May 2010 08:21

not quite sure what you are writing about here, bud but knowing you - it reflects your views and i did enjoy reading it.

narrow shadow image is top though.

keep it coming!

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