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A post a day of the old aqua archives...because I can't bear to see them buried. Those who know...already know.

Monday, October 22, 2007

In the absence of light
with abundance of sound
and the wind in my hair
as the rain kisses ground
I can see without eyes
other senses abound
for my mind always knows
where to take me.
Posted by Angelfish at 5:11 AM

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