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Tuesday, November 22, 2005

Lost fish
Dark woods
Night falls
Frail thoughts.
Ghosts walk
Unknown sounds
Blood pounds.
Owls sing
Blows flung
Wild hair
Mad cats

No stop
Hot air
Quit roaming.
Said I

Now

Day dawns
All good
Swim back
Happy song


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