Saturday, July 11, 2009

Re-sound

Oh they would know,
Oh it would be something less than, the spectacles on your
Cracked nail, that i should have kissed, but, behind the tempo,
squeaks, stretched out, believe, and be born, take hold, in
an alternate peace, we forfeit. Hoshana, oh Hoshana; we say.

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