4 hours of sleep later, and i'm still rolling...breakfast with friends....went to a peace rally...pool in a pub...walk across town...cinnamon mocha made with love...looking through a friends photographic journey, destined to be shared on the walls of others...then an evening with the legendary pink dots...words made in cursive for a stranger to flip through and smile...what a lovely day to live...(= tomorrow will come...but today will be a day that never dies...until i do...****** abrazos*****
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damn shame.
i have been to the otherside
and it is filled with appointments and meetings and people giving birth
and falling down and
looking up with much confusion
on muscled brow
I've tempered it with vodka cold
punk rock and glen miller
sharp little toothed bites
and silent punch in the
bowels
tres droll non?
La tristesse