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Shoot the sky and release the diamonds from the rain. Stardust sprinkled onto the cement. No more thoughts than that. I see things, though. Wet snowcap, yet not by snow. Orange ginger mint tea, Slightly warm, slightly filled. A Bible laid on top of a notebook, Noticeably used Japanese-style. The tapping from a Sony PSP, Almost as if a cool rage is emanating from the fingertips. Apartment requests listed, Most are scratched out, a few are true options. The tea is full again. It's still so quiet. Oh, but a revelation is made. No game was being played. A message to send to another More than likely. One gulp and one sip. Fatigue is still hitting me like a person who didn't stop walking, even when he dreamed when he could. Hope I did the right thing to write.
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May 21, 2011
May 21, 2011 at 11:39 PM UTC
Mixed Thoughts from the Smokey Row
Shoot the sky and release the diamonds from the rain. Stardust sprinkled onto the cement. No more thoughts than that. I see things, though. Wet snowcap, yet not by snow. Orange ginger mint tea, Slightly warm, slightly filled. A Bible laid on top of a notebook, Noticeably used Japanese-style. The tapping from a Sony PSP, Almost as if a cool rage is emanating from the fingertips. Apartment requests listed, Most are scratched out, a few are true options. The tea is full again. It's still so quiet. Oh, but a revelation is made. No game was being played. A message to send to another More than likely. One gulp and one sip. Fatigue is still hitting me like a person who didn't stop walking, even when he dreamed when he could. Hope I did the right thing to write.
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May 21, 2011
May 21, 2011 at 11:39 PM UTC
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