JoelJosol Posted May 24, 2009 Share Posted May 24, 2009 The dinner is cold, a seat remains vacant. I wait like a wife for a knock on the door of my thoughts. Perhaps, tonight, like a husband words will come, to spill like seeds. Quote "Words are not things, and yet they are not non-things either." - Ann Lauterbach Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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