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Thursday, August 28, 2008

Doormouse

That said, creation, preservation and destruction feed your head.

Those dead walking as animated dirt.

In bed dreams passing the night away.

A reality wed, and the wave can't stop.
Posted by Sundry Chicken at 9:19 PM

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