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Through Jaded Eyes

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Sharp points on verdant pine,
faded blooms of winter's coming,
whispering drops of storm's creation.

Children dance and laugh and play,
insects chitter
in joyful abundance.
All while jaded eyes glare over them

and see nothing but a wasteland
waiting to be sowed. . .




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Marlene U. said...
Oct. 13, 2011 at 11:53 am:
FIRST!!! ahha
 
ZookTheGnome replied...
Oct. 14, 2011 at 12:26 pm :
Glad to see you apparently liked it! ^_^
 
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