Thursday, October 05, 2006

drifting in the clouds

fly, fly, into the sky
swift, slow, tender and mild
coldness felt
taste of clouds embrace
envelope thy mighty sword
come and gone is to be one

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n.



i am alive



{/Pluto got paranoid at around 10:11 AM} :: permalink ::

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