sleepyskin's Diaryland Diary

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no end in sight

so we walked
into stores and onto the street
the smell of coffee and rain
coffee and rain
and it was as though I was
born of this ground
and it was as though
everything comes full circle
standing alone on Robson Street
with no end in sight

4:07 PM - October 18, 2002 (#3)

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