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CrissCross Mine
Author: LiquidGenesis PM
Having a cross at your back during your college class feels kinda weird in a spaced out sort of way. This is what this poem is about...sorta.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Poetry/Spiritual - Words: 62 - Reviews: 4 - Published: 11-02-03 - id: 1436709
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Title: Criss-Cross Mine
Author: Heather P.

I can feel a sense of death behind me,
As the White Spire hails the Land of Angels,
Its crossed paths reaching up into a heaven of smog filled sky,
Green and grey land stretches forth,
Under roads of man and gods,
Taking one soul far and leading the other home,
To a grave yard.
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