The Waltz of LifeA Poem by WhereItResidesIt seems the whole world dances to the same song, and are to ignorant to change the tune.The Waltz of Life 1...2...3...4… Men in black suits, women in white dresses, gliding across the floor. 5...6...7...8… Synchronized they systematically spin. masks hide their faces, with the same design. 1...2...3...4… They dance until night, to return next morning and repeat the steps. 5...6...7...8… The same song plays, at the same times, continuously through the day. 1...2...3...4… 5...6...7...8… 1...2...3...4… 5...6...7...8… 1...2...3...4… Men in black suits, women in white dresses, gliding across the floor.
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Added on June 18, 2014Last Updated on June 18, 2014 AuthorWhereItResidesOHAboutI write primarily symbolic short stories. I do work with novel and longer works of the such sometimes but I primarily do short stories and poems. My poems tend to be about anything really, while short.. more.. |

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