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Nov 2010
Mary, Oh Mary!
I wish you would have seen it Mary!
They were floating at such slow pace,
As if they were oozing from one another
And then slowly seeping back together,
Telling complete stories without words,
Never stopping,
Disappearing and reappearing out of the Blue.
Humans were once peaceful like these clouds, Mary,
Although only for a while.
They still try to mimick one another,
To complete eachother,
But now there's all this sin.
It feeds off us,
Stops us from respecting and sharing.
It enjoys the chaos so effortlessly created by the easiness of indifference.
Help me make it stop, Mary.
I want to care again.
And maybe, just maybe,
We'll open the others' eyes, too,
Before we lose all hope.
Am not quite sure I like the title.
Any ideas?

EDIT: April, 09, 2011.

I think I finalized the whole idea behind this poem.
May still add some details in at some point, but for now I am very satisfied with this. Plus the title change gives it a whole new twist.

I have no idea why the name Mary stuck. I tried replacing it with many other names, but without any luck.
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