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Apr 25, 2006 07:22

Slender sleepers taken sweetly to their dreams

oh the dreams we've had.

oh the dreams I'll never remember

oh the dreams to be

we are already the buddha inside the ignorant layman

we are already the old man we will be

we are already the preacher soon to turn soldier

many of us have our feelers out searching for a connection

but our meeting is soured by our society

and we avoid touch and go about like ants in a colony.

everything now is a sedative, even adrenaline calms us anymore.

do our hearts race at the sight of beauty? At the touch of another?

check your pulse while I dance and check my own and realize my sedated self is hardly breaking a sweat

but a pause for the demanded dramatic effect

applause?

apple sauce?
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