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Spilled tears
tied to flowers in a Garden Of Rest
ashes scattered under metallic sky
wisdom remains beyond death
a secret whispered
I'm not there.

Alive where memories are
letters from America
that chair, those books
I'm there.

In five hundred years time, most of us will be forgotten dust. But Hitler will still be remembered, God loves irony.

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The following comments are for "Not There"
by Ogg

It's simple, it's direct, it's plain -- and that's why it works.

( Posted by: Boy Howdy [Member] On: September 21, 2003 )

good use of words...
I really had to think abou the meaning of this peom for a minute, becasue just the sheer impact of the words hit me, and created an emotion before they created a meaning. I liked this.

( Posted by: nimue_the_mighty [Member] On: June 29, 2004 )

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