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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.

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