CORRECTLY
In this litany of
lit particulars a
dayseye dies one
day at a time.
Time tells the
truth exactly as
written. Nothing
is as sad as snow
falling inside an
empty warehouse.
Lethargy leaves a
trail no one in
his right mind
would try to follow.
Sunday, December 11, 2011
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