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2003-09-26 @ 6:19 p.m. Red Pearls/Red Roses I am Counting the Sweet Beads of Red Pearls That ring my wrists Chaining dreams to undreamt realities Just one begets another Each more real Each more Here, more in the NOW. Until Rivers Red, my feet touch the ground. With a sweeping of my hand I will turn your roses Red As I walk into Something to hold onto. << | >> Older Entries - - 2005-05-20 new responcibilites-did I spell that one right? - 2005-04-26 this weekends moons - 2004-09-17 Virgo Begins - 2004-08-21 A poem by: Edgar Poe's Cat and life in The House - 2004-08-17