when it happened i was invisible

was claering clearing all the dust out ripping light into the room laying soft and musing about the past present future none of these things are worth thinking about i don't know i am where i am what the day is holding out tender for me to grasp out as long as there's a bit of life to be suckled and a few smiles to be cherished launch myself at launch myself towards it will all be the way i want it to when the sun sets.

2002-09-26 | 5:31 p.m.
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