Breezed the air with names and faces: all those
whose eyes are looking up on the ceiling, far
and say-. i will not recall what's
the direction of your wishing star or swinging bee.
See, we are all growing old, looking for jobs
and planning to see yet another country or place
to learn perhaps what's possible more to enjoy
about life, kisses and this planet.
Wednesday, July 4, 2007
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