Ray Boorman


Is life but just a silhouette?
Shaped yet not structured.
Are we here to fill in its void?
To join its outline to its centre,
to create a mass which is ours
then are we judged on its whole,
or the parts therein that have made it so.


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Published on e-Stories.org on 02/05/2011.


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