trees reflectionA Poem by anonymouseIt rained yesterday. Today I saw the puddles. Not so much the puddles as what was in them. The opposite of our world. The underworld.
The lightning was bad yesterday. It illuminated the sky like day. Maybe darkness is our natural state. Who are we to look up and say it is down? © 2012 anonymouseReviews
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anonymousecity of two thousand poepleAbouti love to read and write. really i'm very silly but looking at me you wouldn't guess that. i like to dance and sometimes i will dance for no apparent reason. i think stretching is fun, and being lazy.. more..Writing
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