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Michael considered fate at 13:24   |   Permalink   |   Post a Comment
I met a girl last night. She was nice, funny, quirky, and had a nice smile. She wore flared blue jeans with the inside-out seams and a blue hoody. She looked like a comic book heroine with all her spunk and attitude and dark red hair - the kind without any super powers that manages to win anyhow. She laughed with the natural ease of a person as yet unworn by the years of an adult; with her head down like she couldn't control herself. She chewed on her pen and mis-counted letters in the crossword - taking the razzing lightly. She learned to Wax Philosophical. She didn't think we should go to war because innocent people would suffer and she didn't eat red meat.

Oi vey, the heart beateth a sullen tune
A melody unknown to any a rune
So quiet yet quick in it's darkest place
So forlorn and soft it's hard to face


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