Still
A ripple for every moment

Still like an untouched lake. Catching the sky near and far. Knowing not where to go, but where to be. Not only a reflection, but a glimmer in the eye.

Race

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Journal

I Want To Fly Away

May 16th, 2006

Fuzzy, fuzzy was a bear; fuzzy, fuzzy had no hair; fuzzy, fuzzy wasn't fuzzy was he? I remember that little riddle from biology and the question it posed, was fuzzy really a bear? No, he wasn't. He.....

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