It is midnight and I am getting a haircut on the lawn.
I am tired, but I shiver with excitement.
Gentle hands tug and snip at my curls,
And as they fall they take root in the grass.
I will never remember this happening to me,
Save for lonely forgotten dreams and
The strange feelings of Deja Vu that I feel
Any time I go to the barber shop.
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There was this game about a skate park. I think there was also one about a BMX course, but the one that I haunt is the skate park.
I am having a dream about the senior class graduating.
It is a beautiful day
And I am watching from a hill
Sobbing as the hats fly off
Japan, 1863. Across the globe, the civil war rages.
I made the long walk
Across the plains,
through the village path
under the stars.
At long last, I came to the monastery
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