Tuesday, August 02, 2005
small
I crawl across the cobblestone floor and fall through the small cracks between the stones into a universe unseen
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A chaotic collection of writing exercises.
scattered starz paint twilight all over the place
including those laugh lines on your face.
but copyright will always remain loyal
to the writers who brought the words to a boil.
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