Wednesday, June 08, 2005



A Poem

My world is a little emptier and quieter.
Still, a wind blows through and sings to me,
Of things said and things felt and things i have to let go.

Summer breezes and the blue sea;
Emerald mountains bathed in rainbows;
They are here and now.

On the edge of void.
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