From Johannes, who found this poem somewhere and sent it to me:
"Move me tonight
through the passing of time, the changing of reason
After those who have left us, our friends who can't be here
Before those who'll join us, the good times we'll have
The trains to hop, the empty pools to ride,
Sunrises to see, and tears to cry.
Move me"
Friday, April 15, 2011
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