Saturday, May 9, 2009

Brick Fireplaces Depth

Chosen grace

On that autumn day I once walked into that room

I never like to entered

And saw what I had always hoped never to

And your view to facilitating
And I felt like screaming and running away

Up End all
place But I stopped and smiled

And sat down and looked at the

Its meaning I understood
And you do not
And I log off
grace
And in despair
And you let this lie go

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