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Final Victory

Purple waves
surround our fragile 
  form
       And, yes, we 
dance 
  around the fire
   The stars are bright 
Yes, the stars are bright
     Purple waves
surround our fragile forms
    Yes, and if you 
listen carefully 
    You will hear 
the sound 
Of one million 
      galaxies 
being born
   Of, course after that 
    a little bit of 
earthly reality 
           intrudes
and we move easily 
      towards our
own personal type
of ending

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Sharon Winter January 23, 2009 at 5:16 AM Yes, so beautifully written. Hope it is all as lovely as purple waves. I sense your meaning, the earthly intrusion we are now a part of, yet I love how you always manage to rise above. Well done dear Matthew. Love, Shar