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May 2011
As I sit
To the right, I see a flaming ball continue its journey.
To the left, I see the darkness ready to put us to sleep.
In front, I see humans going about their lives.
From behind, I hear the call.

As I walk.
To the right, I see contraptions with wheels buzz on by.
To the left, I structures of behemoth size.
In front, I see my love with open hands.
From behind, I hear my lover's man.
Randy PSoMAS Wiafe
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Randy PSoMAS Wiafe  United States
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