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My Golden Fleece
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
we're it so easy
were it so easy, nothing would be remembered
were it so easy, we would never have change in our lives
we would never be anything different
anything extraodinary
we would never be what we could be
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A couple of bubblewraps
Square pegs and round holes
This
I got a postcard from Oregon
When I said "you are perfect"
the residual feeling
closing the door behind me
everyone's got their hypothesis
i hadn't been here without you before
the tension peeled from my shoulders
It used to be that you were here
you were an oragami swan
we're it so easy
incomplete
it's about time
we've all been the blade
a couple of hours
every time your soul and mine
All of a Sudden
Hey,
How strange
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