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Final Phase

Rating: 4.9

Where did all the hippies go
to a Bohemian retirement home
where they play the
''Grateful Dead''
to soothe their aged
techno heads
contented living out their lives
like the poem in their mind
where Altruism isn't dead
just hidden in the mesh of time

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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Pamela Davison 12 September 2005

It's funny, I've wondered the same things. Very well done with an excellent choice in words. I look forward to reading more from you soon.

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Amberlee Carter 09 September 2005

bravo my dear! I really loved this piece.

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Uriah Hamilton 02 September 2005

Thanks, Adrienne, I don't know if we need hippie retirement homes but we do not people holding onto altruism.

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