The Dance Of Life Poem by Atticus Mortimer

The Dance Of Life

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Begin,
sunrise,
the Start,
the dancers appear,
dancing their same somber routine,
all hidden behind impossible masks,
and,
we are the dancers,
and our routines,
have begun

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Besa Dede 23 March 2012

Good poem. Everyday we, the people do the same thing. It's called monotony. It conveys the same meaning as my poem Matter in existence. When you have some time, please feel free to read it. Thanks, Besa

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