each inhalation
drives yourself further up a
wall with no return
so high you so low
the end is near this i know
ashes to us all
there's a million ways
to get from now to later
burn your blazing path
freedom to me is
sitting in the sun humming
little drummer boy
Saturday, March 04, 2006
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