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2011/06/30

a moment was yesterday





high yellow
                            high lonesome
                                               high death 
                                                                     high sidewalks

                    hi death my old friend
                                                         are you to visit my friends?

                                            
                           does this city state there's a balcony waiting for you?

                     death was still  and life is ready

                          between there walks there were phrases, jewels,   lies, betweenesses 
                                 between breaths
                                            and death came down a soft cloud muttering your retreat



   ~
                                            I'm not afraid of you anymore
                                                                      I did a bad job anyhow
    

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  that was a moment in the changing guard a movement spelling failure fear and the  gone now its spoken presence      ~ 

                                         no failure here no fear here but strength growing
                                                 at its own bidding helping others is the cure  
                                                       healing its after moment of care    ~

                                                     _______