Slink between my fingers
with the silken call of Spring.
Fill my Summer spaces
with that sullen song you sing.
Whisper Autumn's secrets
'til the stinging doesn't sting,
then whiten every crevice
in the light of everything...
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hehe, let's not extract the evil from this one please.... 
Written September 6th, 2006
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Being left out, without doubt,
Winter must be the thing??
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