philosophy
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early evening
displays of life
a sauteed matinee;
a small soiree
where questions of death
entomb the summer day

spontaneous philosophy
fills the foyer
where faceless friends
contemplate beginning and end

and I, not knowing where
to lay my flowers down,
drop them on the floor
to be stepped on
like every time before

and in an epiphany
I exclaim
Thats Life!
but unanimously they disagree
and say to stop thinking
optimistically
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#2
Welcome to the site. Fun Poem.
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#3
gloriously is ever single way, fuck man. this poem, made my day! i would say i'd tear on your fare pedals, but i don't want to stain them. no suggestions, only snaps of a finger tapping.
Only one thing is impossible for God: To find any sense in any copyright law on the planet.
--mark twain
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