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Dec. 10th, 2004 | 12:41 pm

I woke to find I was still dreaming
Looking @ myself from an infinite vantage point
In a garden of repose, surrounded by a flock of my actions

I awoke…finding myself still sleeping
Thinking a bramble of "know"tions
grasping at the wind
Until I bowed and greeted my own breath

A great silence has fallen over me
And I wonder why I ever used language

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