i called myself and left this message on my machine . . . I do weird things like that sometimes

i hear a million laughs
and picks yours out among the fodder

wafting through the trees

searching for your body
shining in the moonlight

there are lights in the sky
they search for you too

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everytime i think i am getting ok i am suddenly in love again

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i still want you to check this out:http://kevan.org/johari?view=DryOphelia