

The crazy poemThis is not the Abstract, it is The ConcreteThe crazy poem
This is the abstract Not the concrete Of say bugs bunny
Tricking Elmer Fudd
This is about Love hate and sorrow Not love as in Two butterfly dancing in the Spring air while the Birds come out of hibernation Just like people do After a long winter holiday Just like people do
The obscurity of abstraction Is simply concrete but We look to the concrete For support for we Are able to find Common grounds
While the abstraction is
The lost


So Mote It Be37. So Mote It BeSo Mote It Be
Much strength I ask to send us soon From you as silent as glowing moon On my life I plea to this A remnant of my loves last kiss Protect him now from forces tall He must not know of this at all Such pride has he within his heart It tears at mine for us to part But things have changed and shadows grow With this a seed of hope I sow Upon my life I grant him peace And for such evil powers to cease Protect him now I beg of thee As I will so mote it be
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~Yoli
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Hatte ni mari akatteru nyu?
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Nyaaaaa
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and a SMooCH to all mah oder friends!!!!!
NOW DANCE!
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