November 2007
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The Means
There is a certain disconnect between the world and I the unyielding traffic down on south street and the serenity of looking down upon it all or rather looking up at what could have been there’s a distinct separation between dreams and reality and the suffocating sense that you might never get the chance would it be long after you die before anyone feels the sense of loss or perhaps...
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Summer, Spring and I Fall
I take small steps I hold my breath and when one day is done I move on to the next the weather is cold now the trees are bare the leaves that cover the ground make loud sounds but I don’t venture out side to find out how loud to feel them give way under my weight as the world gives way under my weight as the day slips away under my weight as we all say goodnight at the...