foxinsnow's Diaryland Diary
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white house
sometimes I feel vaguely interrupted
my psychological space is a garden filled with lush power lines and striking green foliage and electricity that I pour into their glasses at dinner to put the light in their eyes
is this all I need?
is this all I need?
sometimes you'll find me looking up at the red red sky that only I can see
I soar along the horizon of my husband and family's gardens
and oh! how they love to watch me
fly
her grave never far from sight
7:31 p.m. - 2005-05-23
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