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Thursday, October 18, 2007

the homecoming waltz of silence and song
of speech and touch
of humor and sorrow
turning slowly in the empty gymnasium
beneath the ghosts of streamers and confetti

fallen hours, the years a shipwreck
crying out like wounded birds
melodies like worn out pastures
horses grazing on major thirds

posted by Cokes | 6:50 PM

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