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Here. Again.
By Virgils Vigil
Castrate the meaning of it again. I've forgotten from the
time before.
I see people shouting into a hole in the wall. One to be engrossed by.
Until they carry home a little piece, to sleep cold
nights under plaster.
Yet they never own it, or anything else.
For owning is a fuitile concept to bare.
Some say people leave
to find themselves.
Others argue: they're not out there.
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Copyright 2012 Virgils Vigil
Published on Tuesday, July 31, 2012.
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On Tuesday, July 31, 2012, dwells
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wrote:
Owning the land was a foreign concept to the American Indian, including fences. This seemed like a possible reference to the Wailing Wall, or a glory hole (HA!), and still pondering. Liked the ending, and guessing that people leave where there is no attachment perhaps, cheers!
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On Tuesday, July 31, 2012, FadedBlues
(2096) wrote:
...'owning is a futile concept'. it's all rented. or stolen...
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