Wednesday, March 2, 2011

More Peculiar

All those times
I dared not to whisper
Was I longing for something?
Who Knows
I should be the one to know
But, Alas
I don't know
There was only one
One Moment
One Figure
One dimension in which
I resided
Perhaps I still reside there
A little wiser
A little broader
Much more peculiar

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