screams of
shouting to me
echoes
of something heard
sunlight streams
birds sing
to skin
and ears
and only to themselves.
This is life
each of us
each one of our worlds
only
and all
stepping forwards
moving on
Wednesday, 8 April 2009
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whether or not we desire to move, the tide carries what it will...
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