duck hunter.

Real answers are like the steam I saw on the lake last night.  The weasel shoes make way for loneliness.  There's nothing left to feel.  I wished for ducks because everyone knows they dont exist.  Only in dreams we see what it means.  Wishes can be superficial.  Nothings funny about wishes, even when people dont understand what a duck is or what my book means, and i don't care, because the Man In Charge knows it all.

ALeKoNa          8.6.99 CH

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