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Tue 12 Jul, 2005 09:15 am
Workers deploy racing against the clock,
"8:15, oh gosh! I'm going to be late!"
Darkness...
"Oh gross! do the buses have to smell like this?"
Bang...darkness...
"Maybe I'll make a special dinner tonight...."
Crash.... darkness....
"I shouldn't have left angry with my wife, I'll call her at work and tell her how much I love her."
Boom.... darkness....
"Where are we? Everything is in an envelope of fog?"
"You are in heaven my children."
"You are here because, some of your siblings have done a terrible thing to you."
"What did we do to deserve such a fate?"
"Nothing my children...everything will be ok. You are with me now."
"But, what about our families and friends?"
"Don't worry, I'll take care of them. Just rest and find peace. I know it's hard."
To be honest Lex I can't exactly see what you're aiming for.
It's somewhere between a story and poetry and I think it misses both...
I don't mean that in a harsh way at all I just like to comment
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