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Wednesday, September 15th 2004
car stuffed with
pale, blonde germans.
all looking lost
Asuguo
Tuesday, September 14th 2004
light shining through treetops
lets the falling leave
resemble a lightweight hornet
Asuguo
it's not that they
don't see you. for them
you truly do not exist
Asuguo
Monday, September 13th 2004
people i don't like
to see act like
i'm invisible
Asuguo
Saturday, September 11th 2004
master of time:
twisting the truth
and feeding the sick
Asuguo
Thursday, September 9th 2004
memories of the dead are mostly
kinder than memories of the living.
loss makes us forgiving and weak
Asuguo
looking for changes,
falling back into routine,
starting all over again
Asuguo
small red cars
give me the creeps.
only in my hometown
Asuguo
Wednesday, September 8th 2004
the colors of the setting sun
are far more beautiful
than any high resolution tv
Asuguo
aggressive behaviour
induced by a lifestyle
i fortunately know nothing about
Asuguo
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