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253. Time was, there was time. Were I wise, I'd have given to time evermore. -- bakai	254. Chaos in the eaves Three Steller's jays are fighting Over fall's last seeds. -- Pat G
255. forgotten mantra flipping through some old zen notes now how did it go? -- Anonymous, dazed&confused, 13-23	256. morning coffee time steam rising up reminds me dreams linger nearby -- marleen
257. Cached within the lee of a cold and sandy hill wind worn tumbleweeds -- Pat G	258. poetry unwrit revels on a bed in hell with goodwill unshared -- bakai
259. so many poems have forsook my lonely arms too lazy to hold -- bakai	260. "Lemonade!" you said like it was a brilliant plan. I'm sick of lemons -- questioning
261. social conformists prisoners without the walls self-condemned for life -- questioning	262. Little girl in lace See the lines upon her face Innocence erased. -- Anonymous
263. unspoken feelings dancing behind my eyelids revealed in my smile -- liz de wiz, Anonymous, opto	264. an introspection a dissection of one's self a dire chore, indeed -- Anonymous, bakai

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November 21, 1998

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