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Post by strangeclouds on Dec 10, 2004 0:37:17 GMT -5
I remembered, the factory clouds of smoke looked like- giant marshmallows to me I remembered- your exquisite corpse exposed for the first time of many times to come I remembered- how eerily the smoke curled to my nose as I watched in the mirror I remembered- what it was like to be near the only place that made me feel content- and not want to be there. Except for the seagulls. I'm going back to see the birds. But not you.
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