Ash Wednesday —
on second thought
make it a dark roast
Ash Wednesday —
the receptionist stares at me
with her third eye
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Wednesday, March 01, 2006
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3 Comments:
Nice layers here! I like both very much!
Sangeet
good ones!
sangeet / shane - thank you both for the compliments. Not being a Catholic, there's always something otherworldly about seeing a black smudge on the foreheads of so many people on the same day. I feel like I've woken up on the wrong planet. Perhaps I'm right. :^)
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