when we were young today could not have existed.
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we land where we fall.
sometimes too far; but most often, too close.
so try again.
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if you don't repeat your mistakes often enough they're forgotten;
and you're left with all the right answers, and what will you do then?,
when you've used up all your nighttime?
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the roof of my house yawns
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the things that need to be said
are lost. get lost.
so. silence then,
Thursday, June 16, 2011
midnightettes
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I think this is my favourite so far...
wow, that was beautiful.
This is possibly my favourite thing you've made so far.
Words of my youth.
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