3.10.2010

#20

Still playing in the middle of the street.  In the middle of the night.  In the middle of the... Given up before gotten started.  Early morning exhaustion, mid morning tension, afternoon daydreams, night time vultures.  Accept those gone, welcome those new.  Forever means nothing.  What has will be.

Frank M. Bua
sometimes i'm a deep thinker

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