Shall I rebuild my dreams?
having gone
to tiny graves,
I see
myself
looking.
Saturday, July 16, 2005
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3 comments:
Very nice. Have something on a similar theme up on my blog currently.
Some nice poems, will be looking in again if thats OK
deep and profound.
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