Friday, July 23, 2010

The Octave Of My Error Comments

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Parched gates guard the entrance to your being,
And like a leper, I've been cast aside;
Shuttered windows, all that I can see now,
While in the gulch, I'm rumored to reside.
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Patti Masterman
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