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I often open my eyes
I look out the window
and see my reflection
in the skies.

I see myself
throught out the world
So many faces
in one episode.

A crowd of thoughts
runs through my mind
trying to find
a peace of mind.

"You might as well just be dust. Sweep up dust and it might contain a fragment of Caesar or Cleopatra, anybody,one day it might be me, but that is not immortality, that is just dust."
Francis Bacon.

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The following comments are for "Train of thoughts"
by Sinner

I liked this poem - it's got a certain something; a whimsical quality that appealed to me.

( Posted by: Spudley [Member] On: January 24, 2003 )

I didn't get whimsical out of this...
.....I got reality. I'm digging your stuff! I'll be back for more. Keep 'em comin'

( Posted by: johnb79 [Member] On: October 25, 2005 )

What trains may come
I liked this.
Reading it triggered a memory in me of sitting on a train just pulling into a station and seeing 3 reflections one over the other in the window , mine and two others.
Why ?
I don't know.

( Posted by: monkpeabody [Member] On: March 29, 2006 )

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