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Dreams tend the mind
In it’s silent strangled
Solitude with water
In this garden
Grown over with
Dusty god’s and
By Brendan Stoneham URL on 04.21.2016
I don’t know very much about buddha. I have seen statues of him in Chinese restaurants and Vietnamese places. Is he a holy person that was really alive one day? Not sure at all. I am surprised that you don’t capitalize buddha.
By csproule on 04.21.2016
He sat there, smiling. She initially found it quite annoying. I mean, what was he so happy about? He’s fat and bald. He kept smiling. She kept staring. Something about the creases around his eyes reminded her of dad. She could feel the smile growing over her face and travelling up to her tear ducts.
By Fluff on 04.21.2016
There’s no more enlightenment for anyone. The silence is gone.
There is no more sitting under a bonsai and breathing in the quiet. Cars go by.
By RoseThingamajig on 04.21.2016
a division of Identity Crisis, Inc.