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[02] Idiotic Fantasy

Rating: 5.0

Pet sorrow walks around
Presence sleeps on the edge of ware
Your breathing air is diluting
In the atmosphere.

I feel your presence on the globe
Birds, plants, flowers are delighted
Inside a brain crying rock-wave
Utility falls back to need.

A man is sitting alone
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Martine Kolber 19 May 2009

You've put a smile on my face, great write! Take care, Martine

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Smiley Hooker 17 May 2009

this poem is not idiotic, it's fantastic! : -) : -) : -) : -) : -) : -) : -) : -) : -) : -)

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Shimon Weinroth 09 October 2008

Lovely surrealism, a fantasy in flight, why Idiotic I disagree with the title it is unecessarily demeaning 10

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