no mercy: listen

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Saturday, November 26, 2005

listen

air blows cold through empty home raindrops baptize the season golden pink leaves dance through autumn wind alone is this dwelling any warmth I must sow Mother ocean calls for patience in sunrise times but as still darkness looms in damp windowsill I wonder how much more I can do when my screaming... Sign in to see full entry.

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