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Dan
23 Apr 2004
With nothing left, I do what I know
And what's that? you ask
It's my dreams, fluid and intangible
Barely there, yet tangible
but just out of reach
And so I write in the sand of beaches and fields and deserts
Until I write the thing I am supposed to.
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