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By chris Date: 2004 Sep 22 Comment on this Work [[2004.09.22.16.35.21389]] |
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so it's cold again and the heat hasn't been turned on yet (freakin third- world country state) stayed up too late so i sleep in this morning waking at the usual time then falling back into dreams of what was and of things that never were but maybe should have been before her before the life i live now you and i naked on the bed in the time outside time the season beyond seasons and i knew if i searched for reasons you'd be gone again blown away on the breeze coming through the open door so it must have been spring but not the last one not the one that left us exhilarated and broken so i reached over and touched you and you disappeared like smoke |