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Friday, February 12, 2010

volition

it occourred to me, that maybe

when i touched you, i was touching the concept of home and the life i had before i left.
when i held you, i was holding my highest hopes and dearest wishes.
and when i kissed you, i was kissing the mountain and the sea, and possibility.

it occourred to me.

stranger things have happened.

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