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Nov 2011
You put together words
and syllables
and sounds because they
ring a certain bell in your ear.

You pause for a moment, an ominous drawl.

But is there any meaning?

Any meaning at all?
Odd how I could be doing the exact same thing?
September
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September  Victoria, BC
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