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My World
By midnights voice
My world is not of the written word
It cannot be numbered
held captive on a so called page
My world is liquid
as sea , rain , snow or ice
It can be hot , cold or entice
My world is cloudy
It thunders after it flashes light
My world is wrong , my world is right
There are no words that bind my life
I won't be delegated
to exist in the black on white
I will not be staved
by the limited sways
of the written words upon the page
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Copyright 2017 midnights voice
Published on Friday, July 21, 2017.
Filed under:
"Graphic Art"
Comments on "My World"
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On Saturday, July 22, 2017, TropicalSnowstorm
(1703)
wrote:
Well done! The image and writing compliment one another well. Ciao, T/S
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On Saturday, July 22, 2017, midnights voice
(971) wrote:
Thank you TropicalSnowstorm for reading and your comment .
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On Friday, July 21, 2017, Arwen
(187) wrote:
Your world could be the moon maybe. You could tunnel through the craters.
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On Friday, July 21, 2017, midnights voice
(971) wrote:
Cheese , eat my way through . Thank you Wednesday for reading .
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On Friday, July 21, 2017, worm
(1194) wrote:
I was going to comment... but mere words are not enough... LOL... ~worm~
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On Friday, July 21, 2017, midnights voice
(971) wrote:
Thank you worm for reading .
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