Wednesday, September 07, 2005

1000 paper tears

i folded you a crane
but i dont know who you are
or where you are
i created a bird of flight
with a long creased neck
a tail of white
the wings fold down
she stands on the table with grace
i look at her
she is not perfect
but she is beautiful
will each crane i make
the feelings grow stronger
if i could cry 1000 tears
could my wish come true

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