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my twilight
is sprinkled
with yellow windows
posted by name of the rose at 10:51 a.m.
soak the edge
The inside of thought is where everything teems and stirs with a thousand cracks is where the water meets the shore like threads pulled taut that soak the edge
Wednesday, June 29, 2005
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4 Comments:
So simple yet so beautifully captured... This could be Haiku (although not in the technical sense), but whatever it is, it definitely is amazing. Honest.
Thank you...
Sometimes, things are that simple.
My favourite poems are sentences that someone decided to give meaning to.
nicely done, j.
thank you m.,
and how great to hear from you...
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