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Our truest life is when we are in dreams awake.

Henry David Thoreau

darkness - Saturday, June 4, 2011 @ 9:36 AM
down the dark rabbit hole
where the only streams of light
are the dusty strays
there where no turf grows
many on the quest have wandered away
the contented set up squatters
the few who grope around still
wonder oft the hand they hold
is but a figment of the mind.
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