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Monday, September 13, 2010

A life

days are just days
because they feel so
when they are stretched out before me

days are just days
but days turn into nights
where i drink wine
and write
and sleep
and dream

days are just days
and this is not a life
it is just time passing,
your body is a clock

days are just days
but they are so much more
with you

days are just days,
a life is just a life

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