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Theory, Thought, and many, many oyster crackers
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Friday, April 11, 2003 :::
For My Wife
I awoke in my dream and pointed to you.
Not tagging. Nobody was it.
I told you I would see you on the other side - because I meant what I said that first day when we began.
The sun sprinkled it's rays through your hair - golden on through the red. My eyes filled and I felt the end was near.
I started to wonder, if I was honest, if I could say I knew what love is. I chased that moment until it was gone.
I turned to head back up the trail - up the mountain I'd go. Then you put your hand on my shoulder.
I remembered then.
And awoke.
::: posted by Jeremy at 4:08 PM
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