Thursday, 25 December 2014

Fables Of A Forlorn Forever #9

The air you
Exhale feed them all:
Winter fog,
Autumn breeze,
Summer heat,
Spring blossoms.

Your absence
Is their starvation. 


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4 comments:

  1. Anonymous11 January 2015 at 08:35

    Our absence is their Elysium

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  2. Floater9 February 2015 at 01:23

    Hahaa, that's a cynical perspective.

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  3. Anonymous14 February 2015 at 09:54

    Cynical is to be human
    As earth contempt to serve,

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  4. Floater20 February 2015 at 21:29

    I lost the thread there, what are you trying to say?

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