" flower in winter
soon to wither
a life in stone
to see it in bloom
whither do we bemoan?
sleep well april showers,
if ever in winter december
the snow's beauty veiled by cold.
do not mind the unmoving white
tip it over, let it fall once more "
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Saturday, March 06, 2004
fleeting glimpses of muse are all i received
but contentment is another thing
a proclamation: i dont care how high the garmen is
going to raise the price of fags. what happen to freedom of choice
anyway? aint alcohol worse? it gets you wasted for that few minutes
of high. fags just help makes you feel good and think better.
it's true, non believers! anyway... i have this attachment to my
70 cent lighters, it's weird but it's me. so can someone get me a zippo!!!
the small black one will do just fine. i juz hate throwing my lighters
away. Amen.
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