Taurus81
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From: in a copper apple on a tree in neverland...
Registered: Jan 2011
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posted January 29, 2011 09:17 PM
  
The raven on the decrepit branch sings a song of singularity.
Together but separate, irregularity is our similarity.
The creatures of the totem, in their archaic hilarity,
Do not see within their globe their ritualistic insanity.The raven remains on the branch, seeking the sauna,
Eyeing the fish swimming in a stream of I-don’t-wanna.
Sublime in his quiet world insisting it’s nirvana,
The fish locks himself in detriment, thinks he’s avoiding the trauma. The wistful fish can’t see the shadowy raven,
But for awhile she was his otherworldly haven.
From two different worlds with different roads paving,
They couldn’t keep their dreamy illusion from caving.
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