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Friday, November 19, 2004

Everything quite,
nothing move.
Hard south breeze,
sleep in till noon.

Turn all the lights off,
let the sun go down.
Deep north breeze,
put the fire out.

Climb into bed,
find peace with yourself.
Strange wind change,
you didn't put the fire out!
Posted by Unknown at 9:11 AM

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