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they stagger about
but disturbed by a slight noise
the Horde awakens.



I had too much fun playing Left 4 Dead thursday night with my friends.

sick. physically sick.
stuffy nose and a sore throat
but the air is crisp.

back, back, waay back

I am falling back
to step away from the lens
and to view the whole

akayo

trees reaching slowly
to face the brialliant sun
are thwarted by clouds.

light-oh

If someone wished for perpetual happiness, what would it look like?
I'd say nothing, it's not possible.


The leaves have fainted
some trees are bald like old men.
gnarled knobs and fog.

how now brown cow.

How many times must I fail before learning the error of my ways?
So far the count is two
and it seems poised like some demonic exponential function to keep going
up and up
and up
with no limit but infinity
but I hold the key to close the door.

?

Why? Because God calls to be set apart from this world. to be living sacrifices.

dripping and dropping
goes an army millions strong.
I love h two oh.