Don't fall in love with an invisible mess
Of things you could hold when you're put to the test
All these people I've written, invented and thrown
Will arise when the sun sets, and they'll know, and they'll know.
I drove past these places, which once sat in shadows
Unfamiliar and lost.
Sunday, March 18, 2007
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