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Tuesday, December 16, 2003

we shared
breaths
we inhaled
the goodness
and exhaled
puffy gusts
that collided
with the inside
of your windshield
i feel happy
to know you
and at peace
when you
are near
you still
come in
loud and clear
on this wavelength
and i hear you
*over*
ashes to ashes
to green trees to ashes
to green trees to ashes
to green trees to ashes
these grey swirls
have ensnared us
and beg us
to fly together
once again


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