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Monday, January 31, 2011
Friday, January 28, 2011
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
An Opening
The clouds lay heavy over the valley.
I was looking for an opening.
I was looking for something,
I couldn't put my finger on what.
I can barely keep them in line.
I was looking for an opening.
I was looking for something,
I couldn't put my finger on what.
I can barely keep them in line.
Monday, January 17, 2011
Friday, January 14, 2011
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Travels
Rich, heavy raindrops came in waves,
Slaves to gravity and wind.
It was late, I was driving.
You were fighting sleep.
Slaves to gravity and wind.
It was late, I was driving.
You were fighting sleep.
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