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Untitled 1 (1980)

The tide is high
not low
the world was round
not flat as you know
the time was near
not something that 
you know by ear
the world is there
although it can be here
the wind was cold
blowing freezing 
my mind was clear
and my nose was sneezing

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weirdelf

weirdelf

17 years 4 months ago

Yes it is cute.

I even got a giggle. No need for critical feedback on a blast from the past like this, thanks for posting it, cheers, Jess