Friday, July 30, 2010

The morning of glorious sanity
(dedicated to mental health professionals)


The fence stops me from the ravine
and its precipious drop
The dance stops my random thoughts
from whence they may crop

Having thus awakened
from 49 nights of slumber
My soul will go again to you
So I am yours you must remember

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