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September 30, 2008 in Verse | 1 comment
These shades of gray that go whizzing by, Some of them crawl, the others they fly. Lacklustre clouds — they hang around nigh: Amidst dreams of Sun and listless sighs.
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Monkey on December 31, 2010 at 8:52 pm
Its probably one if the finest pieces of poetry describing Seattle.
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