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Her shoulders kissed the noonday sun

The crystal clear she found herself in became a conundrum

Freedom, terror... the exquisite ecstasy of falling, falling

The car got hit by a cat

Forever at peace

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alan-dickson

Canadian

Published: Jun 25, 2013
LinesWords: 534

Notes: This was the result of a little exercise... three people each wrote a line of poetry, then passed it to the next person... I extracted the lines that I had written then switched object for subject, and voila. Nonsensical but a fun way to write nevertheless

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