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[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Lost, Time's Whisper
[time] => 2002-10-04 14:00:00
[hometext] => Just some words written from these feelings I have somewhere in the back of mind and dreams, that are so real I doubt this reality that i'm now solid in.....or i question what i was before.
[bodytext] => Laughter in a distant realm of my mind, ..... or was it the wind?
It washes through my hair..... damp , reassuring, the taste of something ancient and longing on it's fingers. A moment lost in eternity, ...... still there, the smell of it. A set of footprints dancing through the deepest forests in my soul. The moment replays, as slow as the younger days of the world and quickly as Death's touch. Not at once, but all at once, in the blink of my eye, in a breath. Seeing the world through innocent eyes... softer eyes, untainted. A beautiful and chaotic world, another world, upon my shoulders. A forgotten love, my saving grace....Lovers break beneath the weight of now, .... of then, of forever. "Show me more of this place" I beg the wind, silently, whispering in the far corner of thought. That vague cry slips away as water on the edge of a dream might. Right there on the edge, looking down and up into endless darkness and light. Nothing now, only the wind in my hair and another moment taken by time's grasp...but they're never as sweet as the moments it took from us, the one's we lose, as it pulls us away.... All alone here, me , the wind and the mountains that echo these songs of eternity, and then... I wake. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 180 [topic] => 43 [informant] => puck [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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