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Copyright Rob Ketcherside; contact roket swirly gwu.edu"Periodic Classic"
The city's colors change dizzyingly
People walk at a fast pace.
Everyone's chasing time,
But I think I'll stay here for a bit more,
Until I've seen it all.
Become numb to it all;
Wear away this ruined body;
As the shape and form continues to change
And flow on, I'll trust my heart.
Cut it all open.
A new morning and an old melody
Swallowed up by human refuse Footprints fade away.
A flock of playing children;
Time flows on, free of bonds.
If you follow along, always at this same point
Another person's body will be erased,
Letting forth a cry.
A once-seen morning and a repeating melody
Swallowed up by human refuse Footprints fade away.
Everything, like a solid white fog,
is floating and disappears.
White Melody
White Melody