Sunday, August 2, 2009

we coincidentally exist in the windmills of our minds. 
a wind a breeze gently through a through into my mind.
the cool summer nights bring me to that place where never is forgotten 
and often later is a maybe. 

a breeze takes me this way and a breeze takes me that way.
a breeze takes my breath away.
in the windmills of our minds.

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