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[title] => The Acorn Seed
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[bodytext] => Early in childhood the realization came to me kept me awake in a cold sweat one day I shall die I cramped up felt my chest tighten this world; with all its glory ~ that acorn seed on my windowsill ~ a strange coin found in the soil ~ a caterpillar I named the weekend drive ~ deep into the temperate forest; all of this will be lost to me when the heart stops when my eyes glaze and the mind full of wonder ~ finally finished its impulses all of it Dust! some before some after ~ my own passing and none of it means anything to anyone, but to the person I was ~ a moment lost the breath lost ~ over my final birthday cake and nothing matters of it ~ nothing to anyone else Yet everyone else told me ~ of the important things to take 45 hours a week ~ from my life for that wage alone to live buttoned-down when I may never feel that breeze again or dance with a pretty face ~ on the beach ~ music from an open car Respectable at all cost! even at the cost of my breath ~ the most precious thing I have! A thought; an acorn seed to me, in early childhood that makes me uncomfortable in a suit and turn my back on personal pain and gives me a romantic heart ~ seeking out the passionate people 19/9/06 [comments] => 3 [counter] => 193 [topic] => 21 [informant] => one-curly-fry [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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