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Tuesday, June 12, 2007

Can anybody see her,
When she's out there in the cold?

When she runs and hides,
And cries,
In the throes of loss?

She knows . . .

The only time worth spending,
Is time not wasted waiting.
Posted by BleedingHeartCommunist at 10:53 AM
Labels: poetry

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