April 28, 2008...6:49 am
Memoirs of Mistakes
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Come they all to see this land
Forgetful and distant, from its past
The long walks and adventure
In search for peace and comfort
Lend me your ears my friend
Let me recite words of freedom,
In ways different than yours,
From a distant land
As I write in its abate
Memoirs of mistakes!
Kashkin
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April 28, 2008 at 6:33 pm
i’m trying to get my head round your interesting syntax and sudden perspective shifts.
can’t quite figure out your use of abate as a noun though.
April 28, 2008 at 8:03 pm
Minos
To be perfectly honest I dont know why I used “abate” but unconsciously i wanted to use this word to transport this old theme of memoirs and how one perceives this whole concept. At times to bring the concept of effect, one at times compromises on its mechanics..
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