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29/11/2005 5:03 pm
From a chequered past
we see the land and how it came to be
A solitary stone of cold and thrown
Into a sea of simple dreams
Whats held now, beneath the bow
Of age and pale and loss
With passing phase and mindless gaze
A glimpse of time long ago
Step over the edge
A falling scree
Thoughts whip away precaution
The sky falls and we begin again
Hope is cast, our bodies cant last
a winter quite like this
go, begin and hold again
Another passing earth
01/12/2005 1:07 am
Powerful imagery. Though the number of syllables from line to line varies a lot. Not sure if that's bad. Hard to say without hearing it.