The Infinite WayA Poem by Derek CummingsGoodbye cities, goodbye society, goodbye roads... I'm flying to...the moon, stars, oz, who knows But be assured it's a place without an end, where a road doesn't exist, because roads eventually do end, But a place, where tangibility and imagination coincide, where exist an unfixed route that merely travels within, where expectations are boundless and bigotry and ignorance aren't a trend. I'm going to write of course.
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Added on August 18, 2012Last Updated on August 18, 2012 Tags: Poetry, expression, emotional, art AuthorDerek CummingsValdosta, GAAboutI've had a passion for writing for years, both fiction, nonfiction and poetry. Writing novels allows me to unravel my imagination and put my creativity to use. I enjoyed my writing instructor in colle.. more..Writing
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