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Friday 14 September 2001
pictures and words



The days when buildings come down
like wall paper and the streets melt on
river beds

I will..

When everything is lost
and found again as forests submerged from metal teethed valleys

I will..

When the moon takes more from my heart
then what the sun gives..

I will..

I will not hold still and let
the thousands of pistons stop or watch fires fall asleep to the ground in whispers of dust.

I will not stop because the band has, nor because I haven't seen footsteps for miles

I can promise my heart didn't stop pumping when the moon left with the silver or when the cash register was empty.

I know the sun would show and footsteps.
I know because I could, I would, I have, and
I will. -HPR

 

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