Hall (posted for enraptured)
Wondrous awe She wonders why I sit In this place meant for walking The supposed bringer Of order to our world Joins in protest of the norms Always rushing Those who pass us by Always hurrying to get nowhere In a hurry To get nowhere To do nothing but fearing less In their hurry To reach that place For fear that it won't be there laterenraptured, do you remember this, what great inspiration, hehe Written May 23rd, 2001 © on Jan 22 2002 04:32 AM PST 10 • 0 • 14
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"Wondrous awe..."