a poem from my friend, ray.
haiku
little moths stagger quivering out of the hedge;
they will die tonight and will never know
that it wasn't spring.
-rainer maria rilke
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she believed that God liked people in sailboats better than he liked people in motorboats.
2 comments:
achoo it blew...
and i miss you.
sorry i haven't talked in a while...
catch up with you soon.
dooooood!!!
where are the posts???
let's get it going here, or i am going to have do some real work today.
steben
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