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"As our eyes grow accustomed to sight they armor themselves against wonder. " -Leonard Cohen

Thursday, September 24, 2009

Gamine

She used to be a dancer
tender vicious fleeting
just starting to fly away.
So tired of her gilded cage
she rebelled, she yelled, she
quietly walked away.
Posted by -from hell at 12:09 PM
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