2:59 PM
Monday, March 19, 2007
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Pacific sun
You should have warned us these heights are dizzying
& the climb can kill you long before the fall
& our trails go unmarked and unmapped, &
Covered just as soon as they are crossed
Oh, how we shouted, how we screamed
Take notice, take interest, take me with you
When all our fears fall on deaf ears tonight
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