The whole day has
sifted through my fingers
like golden sand.
I'm
tired
tired
tired
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Wednesday, 14 July 2010
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A sound of birds singing
It's early. And almost a year since I was here. I hear a sound of birds singing outside my window and a dog barking down the street. ...
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It's early. And almost a year since I was here. I hear a sound of birds singing outside my window and a dog barking down the street. ...