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On the Street

heard in passing: that was back
when I wasn’t afraid of anything

only time to note: blond,
handsome, a few lines

& a quick glance at the man
whose hand she grips:

pale, eyes focused on something deeper
than the ground in front of his feet

This entry was posted on Monday, May 7th, 2007 at 7:36 am and is filed under Poetry. You can feed this entry. Both comments and pings are currently closed.

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  1. Thoroughly enjoyed this tonight.

    Congratulations on your new subdomain location.

    Peter - March 12, 2009 at 2:50 am

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