The commons in your breath
Parity of some perishable
Thought of governance
I have picked without allotment
My improvements something
I wouldn't wish on no one
Some floating thing like
Notes split
Or time becomes a general
Intellect within us
The commons in your breath
When I was cast back.
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
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