Poems Or What Happens When I Can't Think In Prose: Vespers: March 25

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Tuesday, April 6, 2004

Vespers: March 25

Blowing smoke rings to the ceiling Beethoven playing in my ears; Memories of you playing in my mind distracting pleasantly. Outside the shadows fall, rain pelts the roof; In my mind you hold my hand and draw me close to you. A memory from the past disturbing me. The moon shines bright the amihan... Sign in to see full entry.

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