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Hope - still
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Hope is bloody-knuckled and bruised
From punching the wall in an attempt
To break it down.
Hope knows the only way through
Is through
And time heals
And...
03 February 2010
but... by the time- and we-
rush by they and you : same
never the-- too late-FLASH- :
-moments are when we--
[haiku cut out from a longer poem i wrote last night, will put the whole thing here shortly....]
x c
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I'm new here, and, well, smitten. The quotes, the poetry, the picts, all of it.
PS: I scribble on napkins, too, most often while driving through the automatic car wash.
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