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of Life, of Death, & Nothing to write (Chapter 1)Authors Comments: Well now that Testriffic has decided to eliminate the Haiku catagory from the poem section, I will just publish them as stories. These are all the ones I have so far. I don't think you can access them other than my profile. After this I will just publish five or so at a time.
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 Created on 11-26-08
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Throw me a life line I am stuck on a raft in a sea of cherry blossoms with islands of self delusion drifting by like lazy flies and I ask "How can I not be my self?" the Fragile Flower of Individuality Without morality, Individuality blossoms, Duality withers. A Question of Christmas meaning What is this Christmas? Dogmatic monstrosity or lustrous deafness? To Sing for Nothingness Silly little bird, Sing not for the herd, They are Dead without their word To Defy A thing is no thing, if left undefined, it will defy death and life Paint your own meaning Life has no meaning, A spark exists in nothing, Like a blank canvas. Of life, of death, & nothing to write A long sigh to think, We live so close to the brink, And I have no ink.
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