SOLID
Call me crazy,
but when I close
my eyes, I
become willing
to wait and see.
Uncertainty's as
solid as the trunk
of any tree.
And that's enough
for me when my
feet are on the ground.
I sometimes turn
around to see if I'm
still where I am.
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
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