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Words (2007-2010)

A compilation of thoughts, stories, and Love letters

Saturday, November 1, 2008

As an opportunist

I wept
whenever I could
and filled this bottle
which I now present to you
O my precious flower

may you live long
fed
by my tears
Posted by Peter at 12:17 PM

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