Near Matches
Ignore Exact
Everything
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Echoes of the sketchbook
Ad Astra Per Aspera
You asked me once what I would remember... this, and much more
Involuntary Dialogue
Playing the metagame
July 7, 2002
People are disposable cameras meant to capture experiences
What do pawns remember?
I would have liked thunder when she left
The world is her sketchbook
Just a little bit sometimes of forever
one-horse town
speak
The sky rained tears. I was sure.
A thousand years from now, we should have coffee and tell stories while the world disintegrates
your words... like wind through a wheat field.
You, smoking a cigarette, and me dreaming of stars
And the things you can't remember tell the things you can't forget
She flies with her own wings
Accept this, and your next breath will be infinitely sweeter.
Rain Falling, The Sculpture Garden Deserted
A child, looking for UFOs in the winter sky
In timeless valleys full of stars
Echoes of yesterday
Park Benches
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