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throwaway poetry
a daily poetry blog (minus weekends) and a nice way to not be a procrastinator...
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
Narcissus
If only he lived in these times,
when the rush of white noise
channels colored reflections
--spanning horizons--
for the lot of us to gawk at.
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