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Post by Don Schaeffer on Dec 26, 2010 11:31:54 GMT -5
I ask, "Who are you?" now that we reach a parting. How long did it take
to grow your heart? Pieces at a time from emptiness;
or from popping into this universe full of old memory?
How long is the passage through your body? Where does it lead?
We laugh and take each other over the past. How deep is that?
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Post by Nick Harris on Dec 26, 2010 15:00:07 GMT -5
This makes me think of two people making love for the last time. I'd like the last line left off.
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Post by Don Schaeffer on Dec 26, 2010 15:49:48 GMT -5
thanks Nick
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Post by leecrowell on Dec 26, 2010 17:13:26 GMT -5
funny, I went the opposite way from Nick and thought of two old codgers but I agree about the last line
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Post by Don Schaeffer on Dec 26, 2010 22:42:33 GMT -5
hmm. Thanks Lee.
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Post by Don Schaeffer on Dec 27, 2010 14:39:05 GMT -5
Thanks for the honor, Dunstan.
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