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Saturday, October 31, 2009


Something needs to be done.
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      • Something needs to be done.
      • She prefers to stay inside.
      • They're no longer a surprise.
      • An old novel in french.
      • Hope for tomorrow.
      • Where is her imagination?
      • It was still.
      • Begin, here now.
      • But, but, but.
      • Making poetry of it.
      • Screaming in her head.
      • She saw herself.
      • Eat this picture.
      • Places its white lips upon them.
      • The end of the day.
      • You are such a pretty little seagull.
      • Was it there all along?
      • The rest of the room talks.
      • The seasons were their own lessons.
      • She carried cupcakes.
      • So the story goes.
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      • I'm a tourist, she murmured.
      • Spread too thin.
      • Waging steep hills.
      • She can't wait to get through.
      • Where they met.
      • Using their reserves.
      • At home.
      • Everything comes together.
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