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Return To Where You Were



A happening

Of substantial proportions...

A spatial invitation

To collide with oneself-

to return to where you've been.

A glassy narrow picture 

of the truth

of who you are...

Stays put

While a nostalgic silence

fills your heart

Speaking volumes to the 

Nostalgic Stream


Your every thought.  A momentum-

And a dream-

unlike any other-

Returns you to

the sea

Beckons you to

return to where you've been

from where you were

Against the

Skies of Chance

to your diplomatic


A long, narrow escape

against the past

A dream where you wish to be.

Your noise -no longer yours-

belongs to your


to return to where you were.

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