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Wed 12 May, 2004 05:50 pm
In the cacophony of quiet
That only sees part of you.
Here I am, where are you?
Dipped in blue
On a pallet
Of Titian red
That has bled
As only humans do.
I like the poem, letty. A moody piece for uncertain times.
Thank you, edgar.
As my eyes get heavy, and the yawns come fast. I will hold that acknowledgement until night has past.
Goodnight, my friend.
From Florida.
sleep, perchance to dream ...
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