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CathedralThe cathedral was dark and cold. / I sat alone in a pew, the only soul around. / My head was bowed, my mind fascinated by my shoes.

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Jul 6, 2011

On PaperOn paper, you are all wrong. / The list is long that describes your faults. / On paper, you are not right, at all.

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Jul 3, 2011

Smile, Laugh, Heart, and SoulCome rescue me with your smile. / Save me with your laugh. / Touch me with your heart and

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Nov 23, 2011

You.Fragments of you linger in my mind. / In my heart. On my soul. / Diet Coke and the smell of cleaning supplies.

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Jul 3, 2011

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