Tuesday, September 19, 2006

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Cocoon

Asleep in this cocoon
waiting for birth

I can feel
the pulse of life

pushing me
into existence

into being
something new.

The great corruptor
of things

will have no say
over my shape or form

because
I’ve decide to live

outside this ordinary world
where you can’t cut me

here I come
try and stop me.

by Robert Kennedy

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