Dead Trees and Ink
A collection of simple musings.
Monday, March 17, 2008
Laconic Prudence
Countless words empty distant hearts
Neither voice nor tone carries the message
Void of touch yet bountiful in deep embrace
Sewn are seeds of great promise to bear the loving fruits
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