December 2011
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Old Soul
a fair share of experiences slide around inside my head trickling down a muddy slope of slowed time and jagged edges carefully placed pieces collapse amongst each other huddled together as if sheltered from the cold I play next to these facets of childish quivers and adolescent yearnings a yard, a yard scattered with broken toys burnt offerings to pagan gods, ghosts dancing in the trees no love...
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