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Saturday, September 10, 2005

Beauty of Oblivion

I am asleep,
I am awake,
I am the sun, moon and stars.
I close my eyes,
and there I see,
the beauty of oblivion.
I reflect,
and then I scream,
Is this life or just a dream?

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