|THE FOREST GREEN: Where Does He Walk?|
2 comments27 Aug 2004 @ 03:32 by ov : Where
It may be dark in the depths but at the core is the crystal, the lattice the matrix that contains every thought since the fall, its not really a maze when you've been here all along, it's a for the duration ticket secured all around by stone walls four thousand miles thick.
27 Aug 2004 @ 03:35 by skookum : but why did i write it?
couplets no less.. sounds like rap.. ack
but the content.. yes.. so aren't we all trying to see... past the maze? Maybe the secret is looking where you can see, or being willing to look.
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