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By chris Date: 2004 Jul 08 Comment on this Work [[2004.07.08.02.13.32289]] |
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it's the mundane little details i exult in like the way you slice the chicken and chop the lettuce for the salad and then how we eat never saying grace because we already know there's more to be thankful for than we could even begin to express though we'll never stop trying as later on we sit on your couch and talk while the desert evening comes on slow outside like the mountain lion creeping up somewhere behind you unseen as you follow the trail deeply familiar yet always new that winds along the canyon whose ending you'll never reach or would even want to |