in the shadow of office parks and the sun off of the lake we wander round and round covered with light and sound
the foutain's on in the park the summer's still holding on but death is so sweet and long waiting for fall to come.
when we look-- upon how we live how heavily we wait the things we have given yeah, but nobody wants something that no one else loves so in order to bless, we must, then, give up.
~~kristin.michelle.dennis
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