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Take the pride
To the looking glass
What does hide
Buried in the trash

Of a quadrant of emotions
Love hate happiness or sadness
Calm rage working as the oceans
Spilling into sanity and madness

In the sun or under moon
Water flows on will drown fire
Far away or be here soon
In the looking glass, indifference or desire?

9/26/2007 1725 cj

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