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christopher@30seconds.org
There is no riddle there.
goodnight 12.03.97
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It is difficult at times to write exactly how I feel and yet I know
it is understood in the silence we share; the good silence when the rain
falls hard and the wind blows open the doors to leave them banging against
the walls wafting in the smell of wet screens and age, a scent settled
in comfort and the slow steady breath of the alive.
There is no riddle there. goodnight 12.03.97
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