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dispatches into the void
Sunday, November 25, 2007
gentle presence
the sun is bright
it hangs over the roof tops
slants in through the window
plays on my fingers
gentle presence, it dances
with the music all right
i've been foolish
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gentle presence
what is that therein my middlewhere my spirit rest...
no assumptions
at first i thought it was another lessonin things ...
weekend in water
sometimes
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