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desolate ([personal profile] desolate) wrote on March 5th, 2009 at 01:52 pm
World Class City
Light beams through the glass of shiny skyscrapers.
Ants being burnt under a magnifying glass,
Now think of the right questions to ask.

Crowds rush past the skin of numb arms.
Grass being trampled by tribes of horses.
Now decide where to go beyond the lights.

Space is priceless because it is non-existent.
Soul is priceless because it is only imagining.
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