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Quaestius mihi factus sum;
Destroying so we may become,
Learning to redo what's done,
Growing whether dark or sun,
Ancients teach post-mortum young,
Lyres like sitars are re-strung,
Gods peer on their choosing ones,
Spirits make laborious runs,
Corpses smile and wave to kin,
Copper gold and iron tin,
Mapless rivers' rushing flows,
Sound can trek where no eye goes,
Fiery tendrils from th'abyss,
Salty spray's mysterious kiss,
Infinity just beat the drum;
Quaestius mihi factus sum
©2007-2010 ~estranged-thespian
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Author's Comments

The quote is from St. Augustine. I want it tatooed on my right arm, it means that much to me.

I really, really like this one. Alot of the metaphors in there I'm quite proud of, and some of then I didn't even realize I'd written til after I read it through.

Enjoy.

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:iconneonfishy:
Wasitmean? Also, love this to death, wraps up very well.

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Never be afraid to love those you love. Keep an open heart and mind.
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:iconestranged-thespian:
I have a question unto myself.
:iconneonfishy:
Nifty.

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Never be afraid to love those you love. Keep an open heart and mind.
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