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to deliver any of these moments, in perfect clarity the dust, caught, between streetlight resolutions footprints, in short and fragrant sidewalk grasses heard the tears leaking from the road outside of rosemary's house nobody deserved that loss so soon I hadn't said my last sentences haven't seen you in years this news rests heavy on my father's eyelids attempting sleep, in a log or tin cabin miles and miles away summiting the path that diverges from penny lane through semi-forested, midnight blanketed steps the glitter of the valley below lies in wait *the clouds ventilate interior spaces leaving a halo of shadowlit castles three stars pinpointed about the perimeter* lost my breath telling myself you'll want better before anything can change.
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Dec 7, 2012
Dec 7, 2012 at 8:21 AM UTC
sixth time of fool's gold on repeat [tonight's thoughts]
to deliver any of these moments, in perfect clarity the dust, caught, between streetlight resolutions footprints, in short and fragrant sidewalk grasses heard the tears leaking from the road outside of rosemary's house nobody deserved that loss so soon I hadn't said my last sentences haven't seen you in years this news rests heavy on my father's eyelids attempting sleep, in a log or tin cabin miles and miles away summiting the path that diverges from penny lane through semi-forested, midnight blanketed steps the glitter of the valley below lies in wait *the clouds ventilate interior spaces leaving a halo of shadowlit castles three stars pinpointed about the perimeter* lost my breath telling myself you'll want better before anything can change.
tom-mccone
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tom-mccone
New Zealander
Dec 7, 2012
Dec 7, 2012 at 8:21 AM UTC
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