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Tuesday, November 23, 2004 

in loving memory of...

as i stand by the gate preparing to go in
i think of your final and most deadly sin
i'm sure you feel justified in some silly way
i still sit and wonder why couldn't stay
i'm sure none of these questions matter now
this was your exist your last and final bow
as i lay your roses by your cold grave
it is you last words one one heard that i crave


april 25, 92

(it was a very busy year for me; a very sad and busy year)