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Tuesday, July 15, 2008

highinart

can we run far from here
fields of grain or corn or rice
ANYWHERE in the open
the gray cement takes hold after a time
are we organic?
are we alive?
color stays but feeling dies
Posted by greatdecay at 11:21 AM

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