05 December 2010

wild salad

The dreary mist surrounding my soul lifts leaving me to feel new; relieved.

The hours of contemplation left behind like dust under a horse's shoe; unwanted.

The joyous song that sings in my heart I wish for u to hear; amusing.

The right which evolved from wrong I thought again to be wrong, now does a turn turning out to be right after all; confusing!

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