pennylane731's Diaryland Diary

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the distance will define us, define us all

i'm a picture

twisted angles to acheive beauty

but this is not reality

i am not the health you believe

not visual

not visceral

not mental

and all i can do is praise you and

bless the ground you travel

the sky you breathe

and in a strange

hands-across-america way,

i ask:

don't let me go

title for this poem is borrowed snagged shamelessly from a line from "central standard time" by the get up kids.

7:33 p.m. - 2004-09-14

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