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Waking Up from...Death
By Henry Coldnight
And I got up feeling even
more tired than the night before
but there's no more noise outside and this is no hell;
and the sky is still blue and the clouds are still white,
the grass is ever green and the Sun is ever bright;
My heart was splashes of paint on a sheet of light.
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© 2008 Coldnight
Published on Thursday, December 11, 2008.
Filed under: "Philosophical" and
"Poetry"
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A former member wrote:
sun is ever bright. i like that.
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A former member wrote:
This has a certain ring to it. Comes smoothly off the tongue when you speak it out loud.
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A former member wrote:
very deep. and welcome to dp. ~ hdb.
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