Tuesday, July 27, 2010

Not To Be Wet Weave Myamee Hector Babenko. The Past.

Almost as movie, only in reverse.

The cigar goes out, not back on. Love that evil
pays you not want it again.
The ring who does not, not save it again,
With gentleness and grace, in the Walk of Grace to leave it there.








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