she goes stumbling
through her memories.
Sunday, February 18, 2007
I am the silence that is incomprehensible.
Long walks in the dark through woods grown behind the park,
I asked God who I’m supposed to be.
The stars smiled down on me, God answered in silent reverie. I said a prayer and fell asleep.
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Anonymous said...
Happy. I love her. And you.
-rachel.
7:25 PM
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Happy. I love her. And you.
-rachel.
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