The world is calling you away
And your leaving was just a way
of staying with what you’d come to say
This pain is a poem
Slowly written
Torn from the book
and cast into a corner where
no one could look
This rage for all to see
caught fire and burned all around me
til there was nothing left to burn
Now I stand alone in these attic bones
And re~read that poem
all yellowed with age
Tears heal such as healing is
So I cast that page into the ashes
And there is no blame
Only shades of regret
And those too will forget
As the world calls me away”
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March 28, 2009
London Tower bridge. I asked a local where London bridge was, and they directed me to a different bridge. Thought they were taking the Mike but then i saw in the sign which rightly said london bridge. The bridge that i was after is known as London Tower bridge not London bridge. Directly across the London tower bridge is the Tower of London which is something completely different from a bridge. Confused? I was. So in summary, if you go to London and want to see this bridge ask for the “London Tower Bridge”.
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This stop motion video brilliantly captures all the things i loved about London.
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March 1, 2009
