*The world, indeed, is too much with us...
There is a rumbling in the distance
and he turns around to see shadows;
stunning and seductive in form,
unrelenting in its melodies.
Belatedly it dawned on him,
his imagination was hijacked
with permission. And still they
rumble, ever closer; on and on.*
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Dec 18, 2015
Dec 18, 2015 at 9:07 AM UTC
*The world, indeed, is too much with us...
There is a rumbling in the distance
and he turns around to see shadows;
stunning and seductive in form,
unrelenting in its melodies.
Belatedly it dawned on him,
his imagination was hijacked
with permission. And still they
rumble, ever closer; on and on.*
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