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Thursday, August 18, 2005

Somewhere Only We Know

This morning Keane broke my concentration, and soak in beauty, for a few minutes...
I walked across an empty land,
I knew the pathway like the back of my hand.
I felt the earth beneath my feet,
Sat by the river and it made me complete.
Oh, simple thing, where have you gone?

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