words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup • they slither while they pass • they slip away across the universe • pools of sorrow, waves of joy are drifting through my open mind • possessing and caressing me
Saturday, March 10, 2007
This is the way the world ends This is the way the world ends This is the way the world ends Not with a bang but a whimper.
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