Monday, September 08, 2003
wishing you were here

How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We’re just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have you found? The same old fears.
Wish you were here.

These 40 words were written in the wee hours
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