Sunday, November 25, 2007

A song a day 32

I'm miles
from where you are,
I lay down
on the cold ground
And I,
I pray that something picks me up
And sets me down in your warm arms

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or so the story goes .::: .: :.:. :.: ... ::: :. .::. .: :. ::. on Sunday, November 25, 2007

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