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Water Flows uphill, past Meaningful nothing's gate Washing Happy City’s wall, dead Planting gloom in its stead The land In happy ignorance, dances To sadness' enchanting tunes Dry waters Penetrates Calm’s soil In its bed, fertile Poking scrawny fingers Finding Joy's seat Takes it Happiness’ bed Rapes her dead Oh! Success' groom Sadness bloom! Smiles Sails to tearful land Hiding behind cargoes of tears unshed The land Bustles with sorrowful activities As dry ocean let loose its murky aromatic waters. 8/20/2013.

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Date: 8/20/2013 7:54:00 PM
Very powerful imagery!
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Alozor Michael Ikechukwu
Date: 8/20/2013 10:40:00 PM
Thank you sir!