louise52

From: Louise 
To: CLB
Date: Wed, 2 Jul 1997 18:33:47 +0200

introspection is for the winter.

we live in a place of change.
we freeze through the winter months
and sweat in July.
we curse our politicians, our hospitals,
our church, and our friends.

I have seen the bottom,
I have seen the top;
somehow, things always level out in the in between.
kind of like reading your words;
knowing what they mean when they call you articulate;
understanding how this says more about them than about you.

living in the reality that is not being able to say what I please:
living with the knowledge, the true understanding that is the
meaningless of it all.

but then I come back.
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comforting are your words
soothing your voice
and peaceful, the place that I call ours.

louise

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