May 26, 2012 16:12
the sun roasts my
flesh as i set fire
to bridges - these
wooden bridges that
are in bad shape and
very unsafe - and i
watch them burn from
a distance as the sun
sets and gives way to
a more cool air and my
skin still glows red.
nature has a way of
taking care of things.
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