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Saturday, September 20, 2008
Conscience
The dark grey thorns
Pierce the bright white snow
Like the prick of my conscience
Piercing the complacency
Of my consciousness.
Cy, 2004
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About Me
cy
I'll try to post at least one poem per week. I will mostly post them alphabetically instead of chronologically from my collection. This way I can keep track of what I have posted.
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