Three wishes                                 (December 16, 2004)

The wind sears my soulless insides;
without cover, I am frozen throughout.
Without attachments, I wander alone;
without meaning, I wish for nothing.

No. I�ve lied. I have three wishes:
Redemption.
Redemption.
Redemption.
Poetry

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