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Thursday, May 03, 2007

Fight Flight

Inspired by my colleague. Life is like a vacuum cleaner, it sucks.

A grasping hand
In search of hope
Who will reach
And touch that soul?

A falling light
Streaks from the skies
Where will be
That net of chance?

Flying through the darkest night
Dashing into the hopeless blight
Despair abounds
Does hope draw nigh?

Muster all the strands of strength
Forge on through the stricken lands
To rise on high
Or fall in flight

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