sequestered between the pine trees
your eyes,
eyes they spin.
like diamonds, no,
like starfish
with unbelievable fins...
all&all, we twinkle...
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
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Take a wrench to a robots mind, let's figure out how it works
Fear
If I die before saying
I exist.
I exist.
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I love this.
its so poetic and lovely.
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