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.:Thursday, January 24, 2008:.
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This Morning


Enter without knocking, rude bastard…
All the gaps of time in between were connected
My life felt more precious than ever
The principle of uncertainty guided my life
toward my incomprehensible innocence

I woke up lovesick and bewildered
I felt peace that only rain knows about
Silence was a state of freedom
Silence in solitude

Words held their scent
it was January
gray
wintry
bitter
merciless.

This morning light filled my hand with light
and continued it’s existence in me.
De-light.

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.:Lo wrote this at: 3:06 PM:.
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