A Bright Clearing I AM.

There are worn-out circular paths around that bush. I can't help it... venturing off has always been my nature.

Thursday, October 18, 2007

As That Night Was.

So am I Now.


I feel like I am about to be put on the shelf
to gather dust.

To silently turn yellow with age.

Ye olde maiden.



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