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Tuesday, April 15, 2008

that little red squirrel's lost its life.
lost its energy.
lost its meaning in life.
no more screaming around to warn others.
no more gliding around from tree to tree.
no more thumping from its little feet.
no more climbing up and down trees.
its waiting for death to come.
its waiting for life to come.
its sick of life.
it wants more life.
he's hoping that a predator would just come and eat him up.
but he's also hoping that he'd find a tree perfect for him to live in.

he's looking for heaven.
he's looking for hell.
he's waiting for answers.
he's waiting.
waiting.
waiting
waiting.

i made it known at 7:08 PM

_____________________

Josiah!

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