Friday, August 10, 2007

I am not your rolling wheels
I am the highway
I am not your carpet ride
I am the sky
I am not your blowing wind
I am the sky here
I am not your autumn moon
I am the night
The night

*incomplete

or so the story goes .::: .: :.:. :.: ... ::: :. .::. .: :. ::. on Friday, August 10, 2007

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