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Friday, December 10, 2004

Poem - 50th Floor

On the floor
in a closet
on the 50th floor
of that building
I sit alone
with you
in my mind
I feel the walls
falling
around me
and I
just give up
and die.

On a cloud
in the 8th level
of heaven
I sit alone
with you
in my mind
I feel the wind
blowing
around me
and I
let myself
fall from the sky.

On the ground
near you
in Shady Pines
I sit alone
with you
in my mind
I feel the world
falling
around me
so I
just lay down
to die.
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