Inside My Mind

by Philadelphia   Nov 16, 2006


Now, ( Inhale) Scatter, collect, pure little tear drops, full and complete, so thin and so neat. Save from the Autumn cold but moral escape, imply, accuse, a dictorial shape. Decline but accept, set free from thin depth, gaze and begin a secret of harshness. Distrust so intimate and feelings so proud, moving much higher, but going back down. Escaping the summer and gliding to fall, time that is natural, born in a call. Pleasant and healthy, wishing for light, distant and remote a place with delight. Now, ( Exhale)

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