Too Red, to Read
"I know you're out there...I can hear you breathing."
June 29, 2009
poems:
Branching out
in wonder
all the time.
Life will toss you
for coins
or rhyme.
Sing a song,
smile,
in giving pause
to pain.
Water.
Fire.
Air.
Breathe.
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