A Good Question
Is my heart cold?
Or just seeking gold
When base metals surround me?
Or just seeking gold
When base metals surround me?
posted by Ostrich at 4:18 AM
Wednesday, July 20, 2005
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5 Comments:
beantown blogbash. tomorrow, barrista st. mark's road. five in the evening. be there. kaashyapeya.blogspot.com or mrmdesai.blogspot.com for details.
Also, join the bangalore bloggers google group. details on the same two blogs.
Concise and lovely.
Nice!
Clink, Clink ... (pause) slop:
{my 2 cents and some cheese}
Go to the river and pick up a stone,
Clean it and polish it and call it your own.
And then when it radiates warmth in your hold,
You know, you have finally found your gold.
I think the above is rather true for most people I've met.
aww and shucks.
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