Monday, January 03, 2005

I see it in triangles, with us inside
A trio our mind mangles, this I sigh
Like the angles that govern
We’re alike all us brethren
Looking out from behind the sun
I see the world itself and me one
Wipe your eyes from this life so you’ll hear me
A Salvador Dali, definition for you see
Tears fall to earth, as we look to the skies
A cut short branch, in evolution’s divide
Wrapped in hope, it keeps me learning
Maybe a shortcut, for that which we’re yearning

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