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2004-08-17, 1:06 a.m.

silver steps, leading the way just behind you, i need to catch my breath sometimes. i would rather that the world would shut up for just a little while so i could talk to you. where you are, seems like another place sometimes, and sometimes you collide into me, creating fission of carbons, unmistakable impossibilities along the lines of my skin.