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Sunday, August 29, 2010
No, "amiga" everything is well.
I had a dream where I protected something,
when I woke, I didn't remember what that was.
As I opened my eyes, shame overwhelmed me.
The sun didn't shine, the clouds were a gray blanket.
Over the sky water cut through the wind, I ran for a little more hope.
I am demented, lost and afraid, of those canine fangs, I do walk right across, but I continue to run.
I forgot if my heart is in the center or to the left.
Though someone could tell me I wouldn't believe.
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