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He sees her walking.
She is alone, lost in thought.
His mind becomes like empty.

She walks, through his mind.
He thinks about time and life.
Eternity, beyond grasp.
©2006-2009 ~MirrorToMyself
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This is another first for me. This style is called a sedoka. Both stanzas are done in a 5/7/7 syllable pattern and are normally on the same subject from two differing perspectives.

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:iconechosilencer:
I tried one of these, turned out horribly :/

--
"Religion used to try,
That vast, moth-eaten musical brocade
Created to pretend we never die,"
From: Philip Larkin's "Aubade"
:iconechosilencer:
I tried one, failed miserably :/

--
"Religion used to try,
That vast, moth-eaten musical brocade
Created to pretend we never die,"
From: Philip Larkin's "Aubade"
:iconechosilencer:
hmmm.... forget this comment, the one below explains enough

--
"Religion used to try,
That vast, moth-eaten musical brocade
Created to pretend we never die,"
From: Philip Larkin's "Aubade"

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