Sanity comes in many shapes and sizes. Mine usually comes in penguin form. Following are what I term 'scribbles'. This almost-poetry is my attempt at self-expression.
Monday, September 8, 2008
Rhythm
Within my very soul, A drum is beating Raw, true. It resounds so deeply And echoes so far That I unconsciously Live out its beat In everything I do.
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