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8 lines, 6 comments, on Apr 22 12:59 PM 2008
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Black chapeau upon my crown
I don't migrate, I stick around -
I have been misunderstood for a long time
My silence is mistaken for indifference -
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I knocked on the sky
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The early morning mist
slowly creeps off on cat feet -
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at the point of equinox
there is a balance
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