Friday, February 11, 2005

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Walking along
an old beaten path
wondering who has come before you
where does it lead?
how far does it go?
when will it end?
footprints to follow

As the sun sets
the moon leads your path
as you walk on and on
the wind blows harder and harder.
the trees are waving in the wind
ROCKS ARE FLYING EVERYWHER.
and it NEVER. EVER. ENDS

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