Sunday, May 16, 2004

Sunday poem

They say
I know nothing
of this world.

What I glance at
out of
a square window

is plenty.

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1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Sometimes all you need is a glance of something to know weather or not you like what you see.

Nice piece. It's something short and cool to remember. Kinda like a pocket verse. :)

~Kaytrina

6:41 PM

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