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Lost World

Seas bury deep my lost world
Rare breed refugee scattered told
Over time and place was hurled
Newborn mind works inside old
Holding missing links twirled
Into new beings will be rolled
Around helix of flesh whirled
Coming back again to behold
Ancient genius thus unfurled.
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Posted: Apr 2011

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Comments (2)

SundaySilence
It appears we are both experienced at being twirled.
agoodguy2have
yank, same rhyme scheme, "Newborn mind works inside old" is nice. good write! ;-)
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