Dwelling of The Murmurs

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Tuesday, August 29, 2006

Hollow

there
those were the chairs we sat on
when we talked about your ideology
(a mouthful of craps)
and the oops after the small eyes conversation

those are just empty chairs, now
nothing but nothing.
Posted by Neng Asti at 3:33 AM

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