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Nothing special left to say but got a hundred thousand words A hundred thousand fireflies      caged up behind the teeth Quite a mouthful--Quit your shiver- -ing and open up to speak      If they should listen, this time Brand new words will greet their faces, reinforcing fond embraces with fresh breath and--any luck--a brace of good advice 1) Come around more often.     We care and you forget      Fast as years careen these days      the months and weeks can get                                  declensive,                                    dent you, Deepen lines on once-young faces-- So come around Remember. 2) Stay in lofty spirits     And surrender late debts      List off last year's enemies     Rip out that page and let                        your clothes dry                                 dive in Feet first if you want to; why not? But do the diving. Don't forget. If not then mouth will open      a hundred thousand sparking points Released into the night to no one's      sight or understanding Noncommittal? Cop to mirrors Reflection fades out grey to white      Thickly fogging breaths will empty out a chest and tile the night air Wield an ashy look and when lakes freeze over, find a way across      to shining shores      the water's span, a world away.
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Dec 15, 2012
Dec 15, 2012 at 7:50 PM UTC
Divin'
Nothing special left to say but got a hundred thousand words A hundred thousand fireflies      caged up behind the teeth Quite a mouthful--Quit your shiver- -ing and open up to speak      If they should listen, this time Brand new words will greet their faces, reinforcing fond embraces with fresh breath and--any luck--a brace of good advice 1) Come around more often.     We care and you forget      Fast as years careen these days      the months and weeks can get                                  declensive,                                    dent you, Deepen lines on once-young faces-- So come around Remember. 2) Stay in lofty spirits     And surrender late debts      List off last year's enemies     Rip out that page and let                        your clothes dry                                 dive in Feet first if you want to; why not? But do the diving. Don't forget. If not then mouth will open      a hundred thousand sparking points Released into the night to no one's      sight or understanding Noncommittal? Cop to mirrors Reflection fades out grey to white      Thickly fogging breaths will empty out a chest and tile the night air Wield an ashy look and when lakes freeze over, find a way across      to shining shores      the water's span, a world away.
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Dec 15, 2012
Dec 15, 2012 at 7:50 PM UTC
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