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        <title>a Journey - poems</title>
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                <title>brat</title>
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                <author>noreply@blogspirit.com (SoPhiE)</author>
                                                <category>Poems</category>
                                                <pubDate>Sat, 12 May 2007 00:50:00 +0800</pubDate>
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                    &lt;p&gt;only dots:&lt;br /&gt; but not the picture of&lt;br /&gt; connected dots.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; the silence when i question,&lt;br /&gt; 'was i right, or wrong?'&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; tantrums where i cried for myself&lt;br /&gt; -- were they moments of misplaced pity?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; parallel worlds of disparity.&lt;br /&gt; i've seen beauty, of awesome majesty&lt;br /&gt; alongside bleakness where hope has fled&lt;br /&gt; joy to be had, at the price of even more tears shed.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; stories of glory start to lose their sheen.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;em&gt;the pride you took in your victories&lt;br /&gt; only served to dull your heart;&lt;br /&gt; and the spinning ache in your head&lt;br /&gt; could not make sense of Life's realities.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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