4:50 a.m. - 2009-09-18
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hard to see which way it's coming round
the sound that's closing in and up to
my heart. i thought it would be not so
hard. what this feels like right now.
in spires i spire and say. i'm tyed
fast to the kite. at a hidden helm and
an abundent journey ahead. will i find
she that is my all in anything. in the
name of just another name. am i
itching?
