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Blue Sky Ideals

Rating: 5.0

Money is pretty evil
but I think what eats up peace
is the private struggles of men,
less concrete adjective and concepts
that the darkness whispers to us
before we close eyes and mimic the final sleep.

It's the unmet expectations, eluding us,
the concern for the person we hate most.
the hunger for some lacquer to paint over wounds;

it's the small hills of indecision,
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PERSIAN NIGHTINGALE 10 June 2008

'the blue sky, where love and peace meet' very beautiful, thanks for sharing *10*

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Michael Campbell 26 May 2008

beautifully written and true. at least i feel so. private struggles exactly! very enjoyable and enlightening to read. thank you Colette

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