8.30.2006

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there is something like a knife in my head
the back
and the bleeds are running onto my shirt and socks
my feet sopping wet with tears
fears

some faint soft music like fields in wind are in my ear
harmonic harmonious
they bring on tears
too
to the sea

i think i met my other the other day
my brother
but something like a rival
a deer too

and as one pants for water
so i

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