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Over and In

Updated on June 14, 2012

My eclipsed moon's Friday has become our

Ring less Saturn's Monday , Society's newest addiction..

Of illusion will be reality's law.

Cigarettes and important date's forgotten in ashtrays ... Burning away.

What it is to have spilled out the spoon's last fix and wept no more!

We were and weren't being , Not! .. But have been.. Not what was!

Were!

What will be?

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      Terrye Toombs 4 years ago from Somewhere between Heaven and Hell without a road map.

      A very interesting and intriguing poem that asks a very good question. I especially like the line "cigarettes and important dates forgotten in ashtrays." Well done. :)

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      David Walston 4 years ago from The Large Magellanic Cloud (LMC) (m-M)_0 = 18.41, or 48 kpc (~157,000

      Glad to see a new face~`

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