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On http://www.xanga.com/Lyca.
I found this poem
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it's frightening that sometime, i
Might look back on this
place and find, in memory, that
its synonymous with innocence
and in my fear i have
changed all the lightbulbs, my
life is sequestered in twenty
watt shades
my voice, trapped in a
huge glut over my head,
jammed
i feel dis-
jointed
no-one understands how my
train of thought pulls itself, steaming
driverless, automated, through
the desert outside las vegas
(neon in the distance)
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changed all the lightbulbs, my
life is sequestered in twenty
watt shades= Maybe he hase a new visor (shades like sun glasses)
that is electronic
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my voice, trapped in a
huge glut over my head= Refrence to MC's Helmet? maybe or Cortana
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jammed
i feel disjointed=Maybe His New armor doesnt fit or doesent fuction from battle.
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no-one understands how my
train of thought pulls itself, steaming
driverless, automated=He is alone(no other surviving spartans) and no-one understands what MC has been through.His body in some way could be automated or machine
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the desert outside las vegas=Maybe a refrence of where he is.
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neon in the distance=Plasma, a war, ships, Structure in ground.
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[Edited on 6/29/2006]