inside

inside

A Poem by Alias Fletcher
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a small reflection

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Inside

 

The soft and endless quiet

Of this loney and isolated place,

Where only the wind blows,

And no one walks,

And no children play...

Is the only wish of the lost.

 

Why am I here?

© 2009 Alias Fletcher


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Alias Fletcher
morbid, but true?

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Humm... well death is not here yet so, why not enjoy life ?

Posted 14 Years Ago



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Added on June 22, 2009
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Alias Fletcher
Alias Fletcher

Midland, MI



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Taking a class at SVSU (MI)... genetics... online. DNA fascinates me. Just like a big puzzle and I can't wait to put it together! I want to re-invent myself. Add extra stuff... lol I wish... I wish.. more..

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