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Experiencing Fells
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I sat ther while people talked.
I watched the cars and cycles wiz by.
The resturaunt had pictures of stars on the wall.
We arrived at the peer.
The moon provided the light.
The air blew and picked up the smell of the water.
We sat and talked and laughed as we peered into the sky watching the stars over the city.
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Blue Nowhere
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My hands are shocked
as they hit the floor.
The blue and white land
surrounds me.
The trees blow,
their black
and dead bark chips off
as the sounds of fuel
plays in the backround.
The ground is dry and
cracked like the desert.
But it is blue and cold.
A breeze of dust blows by
the people standing.
Running to nowhere and
nothing happening
as they jog in one spot.
A black sun rises from
the sky hitting the tree
tops with its black and
blue light.
(If you find this poem hard to understand then don't worrie. I don't really understand it either because it was inspired by a dream.)
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A Shot of Stupidity
Take 2 tsp of pure grain
and mix with 1 cup of pepsi.
3 stirs of The Rocky Horror Picture Shows
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