this is what touches to the very coreleaves us uncertain open to the coldstill with full knowledge we can learn to soarthis is no journey you have made beforenor any story that you have been toldthis is what touches to the very coreyou think to close the last unblemished doorand make secure those in the normal foldstill with full knowledge we can learn to soarnot one of us but has been keeping scoreand does not wait to hear your usual scoldthis is what touches to the very coreyou need to hear that we learn to adorethat from our former nature we're cajoledstill with full knowledge we can learn to soarwhat we have gained is not in any storeit can't be measured only in soft goldthis is what touches to the very corestill with full knowledge we can learn to soar
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
23 September 2008
so much lost meaning
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