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Monday, January 21, 2008
My Pitiful {Poetic?} Nonsense #4
The summer heat blows at us Nonstop
I feel the wind against my face Choking me Exasperated Staring out into nothing Passing like the air
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I feel the wind against my face
Choking me
Exasperated
Staring out into nothing
Passing like the air
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