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Thu 25 Aug, 2011 08:45 am
some days are made to walk in puddles,
wander into different places,
write a rhyme, forget your troubles,
(play in your internal spaces!)
fiddle, footle, frolic, muddle,
read the maps on peoples faces.
Some days are meant for things like schooling,
others are for sacred fooling.
-jjorge