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Sunday, September 21, 2008
last summer afternoon
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I have to tell you
having warm pulsing gotta pause and hold onto the ...
all tingly, you say?
last summer afternoon
sign of a good or a bad day?
nap in the sun
late summer sunrise
I don't know how I let him slip through my fingers.
he did say
the young furnace dude (that I've known for severa...
My tongue hurts.
cricket on my wall
I am trying.
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