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Date Posted: 7/12/04 12:03am
Author: Anonymous
Subject: Blanket of Stars

I feel like I could type till night creeps 'cross the sky chasin light away
and the final fading shadows can at last quit providin shade
brightest things the moons moody luminescent disk loomin affectionless
gloomily gazing on our best kept secrets and human repetitives
live n let live is irrelevent to primal predator/prey performers
just tryin to get fed or get laid before the sun invades the borders
all while constalations cavort restless thru the endless heavens
accepting the unintentional essance of a benevolent presence
night is the physical equivalant of balanced mental perfection
so revel indefinately in the temple of infectious redemption
give up the quest for protection n live well till deaths intersession
such an impressive collection of regrets n pent up aggressions
let loose for a second under the moon beams beautiful music
lies are fruitless and truth has it's uses, tho it's often a nuisance
I watched the seed of honesty and thought it seemed putrid
till it grew into a tree impossibly huge that could not be refuted
and I climbed it to the top where the view isn't foggy or muted
lookin down on the abused body of too many who'd been victimized
sick and tired of strivin to find if there's a trick to life, n I can sympathize
yet from up here on the tip of night I witness each one pick a vice
to temporarily titilate their timid minds, gainless risks to get them by
In this high position I am gifted by the vivid sight and given inner vision far
to see the consequences of livin night n day without a hint of light behind ya prison bars
learning lessons bout the interaction between ones self and his different parts
underneath a blanket of a million stars...

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