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Author: SR Castells
Fiction Rated: K - English - Poetry - Reviews: 1 - Published: 06-20-06 - Updated: 06-20-06 - Complete - id:2196866

how hard it is

to think of you

two hundred years away

before I can

approach the dawn

I must get through today

seven days

from week to week

when I am required to speak

to earn the silence

which I need

two hundred years a day



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