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can't think of a title so i leave it untitled
By Nuada
traveling to the top of the mountain
I stare and wonder aloud at the
sight
people moving
people talking
people loving
and
people stopping
to stare at me sitting alone
above them all but below them still
all alone at least untill
a voice it speaks inside my head
a voice called my own
a voice called desire
desire to write, desire to listen
desire to move, desire to stay
a confusing friend this voice of mine
it too sits atop this mountain and stares
in wonder at times gone by
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Copyright 2005 Nuada
Published on Thursday, January 27, 2005.
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"Poetry"
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On Thursday, February 22, 2018, Just Dave
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wrote:
Very, very visual poem. Love it. JD
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On Wednesday, February 2, 2005, The Crimson Queen
(918) wrote:
i agree...the title is perfect for such a write
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On Monday, January 31, 2005, AniDayz
(820) wrote:
i changed my mind. i think the title is wonderful as it is....it illustrates the poem very well...you can't put a label on that voice inside.
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On Sunday, January 30, 2005, AniDayz
(820) wrote:
this is beautiful.grasping very well the effectiveness of that voice inside. i was trying to help you out w/ a title, give you some ideas,but my head is all cloudy now...ill come back if i think of something;0}
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