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Escape

A quiet, tranquil space Isolated from the human race Shuttered from life's obsessive chase Disappearing without a trace No itinerary; no suitcase Fleeting time to erase Solitude, serenity to encase A staggered, slow pace Only my thoughts to embrace All expectations, challenges efface Billowy dreams my saving grace

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 1/21/2011 10:08:00 AM
and here a LOT of monorhyme. I like this, STephen, great title for it.
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