the stars are raindrops searching for a place to fall

if one of us should flicker and vanish, mid-drag, don't bat an eye. claim a spot on the curb and never give an inch.	Your memories and identity are meaningless and impotent against these words.	I remember sun, and running	Sometimes I wish I could just not care
i do not worry about	One hundred WIllie Nelson look-alikes	Brotherhood of Silence	I have no scars. I have never loved.
sunset rainwater turns her sidewalk chalk-art into a sherbert delight; a surprise gift from chaos that tumbles her like tinkling bells onto the wet grass	From the inside looking out	July 1, 2008	If I don't care, I don't have to hurt
What Do I Care?	He made the stars speak to me in Morse Code	I'm a cynical bastard because I care so much, dammit	Do you cry out because the beauty is cruel?
Willie Nelson

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