Thursday, March 27, 2014

Poem: 

As I sitting on my chair,
I now can hear,
the stillness in the room,

like I was sitting down in a tomb. 
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  1. Bent01 April, 2014 18:32

    That was exactly the way it was in the room that day. Nice example of something coming out of nothing. And it rhymes, sort of...

    You prob. wanted to write "I'm sitting"...

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