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PLAYGROUND IN A SANDPIT


my leg itch like nobody's business.. must be the sand friction against my tender skin..

theres one buck left in my wallet.. n yesterday there was 7 cents left in my hp.. at least better than all the other times when it was always 0 cents.. reloaded.. shifted 30 bucks from my wallet to my hp.. n i m left with 1 buck.


its been such a while since i carousel in the playground's swing.. or the slide.. or play monkey at all the bars.. felt like a kid once more.. argh.. i regretted kicking sand..my leg hurts HURTS HURTS HURTS!!


its been a month here already..feels good.. n getting better.. hope it doesn't stop..


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SUTEKI DANE

The wind, like a heart that swam in the accumulated words
The clouds, a voice that was shot into the holding future

The moon, a shaking heart in an unsteady mirror
The stars, gentle tears in an overflowing stream

Isn't it beautiful, to walk together in each others hands
I do so want to go,
To your city, your house, into your arms

That heart,
Held within your body
In those confusing nights
I dream

The wind, its halting words are a gentle illusion
The clouds, the broken future like a distant voice

The moon, a heart flowing in the clouded mirror
The stars, broken and swaying, like tears unable to be hidden

Isn't it beautiful, to walk together in each others hands
I do so want to go,
To your city, your house, into your arms.

That face,
A soft touch,
Dissolving into morning,
I dream.