
Don't ask.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Words: 62 - Reviews: 4 - Published: 06-26-06 - id: 2200837
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Flecks of Asphalt
A pebble heard
When
dropped off
The highest
Tower
And when it hit
The
ground
I've never heard
A weirder sound
Flecks of
asphalt
Went flying
Flecks of asphalt
Are dying
Inanimate objects
Like large borings
texts
In that history book
You try to read as you cook
Flecks
of asphalt
Went flying
Flecks of asphalt
Are dying
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