Thursday, July 30, 2009

my world..

Assurance of manner or of action; self-possession; confidence; coolness. I handle my life with the aplomb of a purposeful living soul. It was the 7th day of the 7th month at the 7th hour, I crawled out of the cave on hands and knees/ face covered in soot/trials and tribulations. Collapsed at the foot of the 777 mile high cliff, hung my head over and cried. I made it out! The water below waved and clapped at my victory. I smiled. Smelling of Egyptian musk and diamond dust I stood. The sun hit me sienna as she set in the East, told me to follow full moon's brightness to my newness/ home. I then lifted my hands in thanks and praise, but flew. Light as a feather, I rose to the cumulus puffs. They caressed/cleaned my face. Then I saw it, moon.. I know my life is hacngign/rhbgit, (cipher). who's world is this?

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