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Trancendentalism
(December 11,1988 - present / Weirghton, WV)

Trancendentalism

Poem By Mark Gannon

Dizzy and confused i lie,
starring at the ceiling spinning
all i feel is the brainlessness of a high.

falling through a world unknown,
and closing my eyes
i dream of a world, in my head, is sown.

fumes of rank and file fills the air,
as buring inscence covers the stench
all that once was was lost and nor do i care.

away from this cruel world i, in search to find,
to discover a world of peace and serenity
and all that is kind.

quandaring about a life most wanted,
forgetting the day's faults
a spirit as free as i ever flaunted.

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