In the Land of the Giants

March 17, 2009
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People come and go through the city of lights. Some to stay and be born again, others to set out on the journey of a lifetime. As the snake charmer plays his hypnotic music I leave from his trap and follow the storks to a new beginning. I set out on foot and pass by the village women stuck to please their husbands. I follow the stars with the wind on my side and the dark consuming everything around me. Not knowing where the cobblestone ends I enter into the land of the giants.

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samwise said...
Apr. 28, 2009 at 2:18 am
Hey nice poem. Hehe I'm from your school! =-) I like your other poem too!
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