friendship is,
among other things,
finding sacredness in
sitting silently.
as i grow up,
i've found
no matter what i do,
i cannot word
either the worst or best
pieces.
friendship understands the necessity
of the gap between
my voice and my heart.
(*i couldn't write this any worse, but i probably can't write it any better, either.)
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Monday, April 20, 2009
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