Wednesday, July 16, 2008

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As the pond
rippled so did I -
past these moments,
past the times that used to be: 
the times of you and me.

Now rippling,
we come together again:
familiar.

Time warps out beyond the memory of us.

Ripples remain.

The ripples were always so.

The ripples were always.

The ripples were.

The ripples.

The.

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