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whitereflectiondead leaves play hopscotch
in the street while wind sings sad
songs about the cold
dvad 11-2-09
(It's not bad out today, but my head's stuck in November. And the whole 'nov writing' thing is my attempt at writing a poem a day in November. It's no Nano or even one of the mini versions, but it's something.)
in the street while wind sings sad
songs about the cold
dvad 11-2-09
(It's not bad out today, but my head's stuck in November. And the whole 'nov writing' thing is my attempt at writing a poem a day in November. It's no Nano or even one of the mini versions, but it's something.)