We move in circles,
small and large abound;
we dream quiet thoughts
of peace, love, and harmony;
we equip children of the night
to fight our territorial wars;
we scream out to elder Statesmento adopt the new order;
we steal the day back quietly
from its innocent captors;
we sift through claims of disloyalties
while sitting at unpainted desks;
we live life too quickly while
learning there is nothing more;
we remember and forget
simultaneously all our fears;
we move in circles
that close and open at will.
27Sep12
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