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Tuesday, August 28, 2007
what's in a name ? •
a few pages every morning here and there, waiting for the rain to start falling.. the weather's getting into the mood too. i begin to wonder if you might know how often i ask myself, hm?
what's in unpretentious eyes, what's in corduroy pockets, what's in a name? white little broken finger, nodding side bang on a sleepy bus. what's in a tilt of your dozing head, what's in half an hour not alone? mottled sunlight on the softest face, a tranquil poise on cracked fabric, sweet satin mystery. what's tracing the line of your chin on a paperback, what's scary, what's the most beautiful ?
(not) the what-ifs.
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