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i fought the war... but the war left.

a tear, a drop, a smear, a little key, a little.
a small number, maybe.

a fire.

then, there is nothing left.

not even a tiny heart.

Posted by martha lung on Friday, April 28, 2006 at 12:42 AM |

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