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Same Sun

Posted by Hazel Dream on 12:03 PM

So the nomad crossed one more sun on his indigo Boulevard.
Same friends and same enemies walked along with him through this sun.
Same primitive dreams floating in these shallow eyes.
Same absurd masculine insecurities clinging to his confused lonely soul.
Same hope of angel …..

Yes its absurd, to call it absurd is to deny it a meaning.
It was a meaning less day yet again.

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3 Comments

Anonymous says:

hmm...meaningless day? interesting.


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I just loved it...this post of yours possibly sums up the way I feel at times in least possible words. Great job....Dream merchant.

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