followed by drinks
Friday, January 8, 2010
if matters came to a head
Nevermind
For when I die
Or wear the cross of thorns
(whichever is first)
I’ll bequeath the realm of my mind
To you
See what you can do with it
See what you find
Don’t stop at the surface
Look in the pulp below the rind
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