Inversion and Fiction We Believe In

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By Tim Pozzi

and time ticks, starting to elicit new voices, new dreams and new places to eventually explore. all it takes is the awknowledgement that the problems aren't so few as to ignore them. and we completely walk along the concrete... until we drop off the dock and cry the stories were wrong ...no ending is ever this happy, no start is ever the trampoline you hoped it would be. cause flying to the sky isn't easy...

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October 17, 2008 04:27Faith

Beautiful! Morose, yet not completely hopeless...