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Sunday, January 9, 2005


another... yep you guessed it... poem
The winter will surround you
you'll seek a garden
where a tree once grew,
but now just decays,
on one branch an tuft of dead leaves,
on the other, a lush ivory flower.
dream, sweet
and place your hands on the cold endless sky,
wake my sweet,
root your feet deep within the earth.

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