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: One Who Wanders (abiona) wrote,
2006-06-15 21:03:00

One Who Wanders
abiona
2006-06-15 21:03:00

Mood: sleepy

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A gentle June haze rolls with shadowed hills. The sky is pink, windows glint orange. It is like a gem of strange shape, unpolished except for where it has been cut by nature. Distance seems illusory, and I feel ageless. Life is precious in its decay.

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small ears

Empty man, misty man, what are you but a self-made dream?

"the brilliot," or, "Permit, Part Two" (Part One being the Hoosier Attempt.)

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