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Fog is too thick I can hardly see
Follow the big truck along the way
Like a lifetime you can't foresee
Sooner I'll be where I should be
Still dark the bus is waiting
To take me to ship sailing
Bus can only take you to the gate
Have to walk a thousand feet
Lucky I have luggage with roller
But I have backpack on my shoulder
Braving the winter cold I proceed
Hoping I can catch some Z's on my bed
Didn't search my luggage nor my backpack
Wave me in and blended with the crowd
Went down the office to get the key
Up to my room there I lay
Phone rings, I know by then
Some evolution is about to begin
Manonton Dalan
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Krista Churchill (11/4/2008 7:19:00 PM)
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Nice rhyming great work
When you get some time can you please read my poem called: A DREAM
Thank you and god bless
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Pacific Hernandez (11/1/2008 9:27:00 PM)
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I like your rhyming and metering. A very nice poem.
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Pacific Hernandez (11/1/2008 9:24:00 PM)
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I like your rhyming and metering. I admire your keen observation of what is around.
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Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar (10/25/2008 9:59:00 AM)
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the nicest poem i ever read; well rythming and well flow,10 marks. thank you for your comment on mine live-in relationship
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