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Subject: Untitled Tomorrow

Author:
The Guy

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Date Posted: 18:43:14 05/02/01 Wed

Sleeping away the day,
Waking away the Night.
Dreamily I lay upon the floor,
Dancing images in imagination.

People twirling on a dance floor,
Not Dancing,
But being graceful with the night,
Slowly turning with the world.

These graces,
Just images in a dream,
A flower on each graces' breast,
A flower, a white lily flower.

One petal very vibrant,
One petal simply dead,
One petal slightly drooping,
One petal fliting in the wind.

The grace ever progressing,
The movements all stopped,
The thoughts regressing,
But all forever circling the world.

This is the grace of a mind,
My dream the dance-floor,
Slowly circling as I sleep,
And ever turning as I wake.

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