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Posted: Feb 14, 2008 Thu 01:26 pm Views: 145
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Its almost midday
as I walk into my zone
bring forward they
The old accusations
Of being asleep and late
Gather they all to offer
The afternoon salutations
In response to their questions
Offer I smile and few words
Built from metaphors
I am always late my friends
No concept of days and nights
But your day has started now
Bring I will stories of magic
Asleep you are and your world
Awake is me, and my existence!
Kashkin
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