Sep 05, 2005 08:36
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else, even
if noise, was
worth the
hurt
even if
flesh had nothing
to keep or
words could not
call out this
life that i
could not live
all this time
without
not living
sometimes.
outside i
found birds
frozen
in mid-flight
outside
where
everybody
needs to sleep
sometimes.
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