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Wednesday, April 16, 2008

i still believe it could happen again. no, really, i do.

The place I saw was far beneath
The surface of the sea.
My sight was poor
But I was sure

The sirens sang their songs for me.
They dance above me as I sink
I see them through a crystal haze
And hear them bouncing round the room
The never ending coral maze.

That time and once again I'm bouncing around the room.
Posted by talking geography at 8:19 PM

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