Tuesday, December 9, 2008

Life



I realized that I"m a
windup toy. Everyday I wind-
up, but I don't go as far
as the day before. When I
was born I had the maj-
or windup, giving me so
many breathes until I ex-
pire. Each breath is unique
& leaves as easily as it
comes.

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