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Sewing Machine
Polaroid camera
Digital camera
Things for my house next year
More Canvases
Leather Backpack
Crochet Book
Some funky Jewelry to replace all the things i've lost
A Car
I read once that the ancient Egyptians had fifty words for sand & the Eskimos had a hundred words for snow. I wish I had a thousand words for love, but all that comes to mind is the way you move against me while you sleep & there are no words for that.
What about everything?
What about aeroplanes?
And what about ships that drank the sea?
What about...
What about the moon and stars?
What about soldier battle scars
And all the anger that they eat?
What about aliens? What about you and me and...
What about gold beneath the sea?
What about...
What about when buildings fall?
What about that midnight phone call...
The one that wakes you from your peace?
Well, I am not, I am not, I am not in need
Listen to this song.
They came to sit & dangle their feet off the edge of the world & after awhile they forgot everything but the good & true things they would do someday.