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Saturday, August 14, 2010

nothing to say -- on the wee hours past midnight

when the whole house finally sleeps
I am in a wonderland
With no sound
No sense
Just darkness
I love my primal fantasy land
It grinds the bones for deeper feeling
When in absence
Of my sometimes poetic words
Trying to find meaning
In this whirlwind
When they finally sleep!

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