November 21, 2002
L.S. Asekoff
My horoscope for this weeks says I'm supposed to put the following poem by L.S. Asekoff in my journal. Since this is the closest thing I have to a journal, and I like the poem, here it is:
Flying solo above the flames, I see the future fan out before me as one by one I discard the cards in my hand.
Posted by binduwavell at November 21, 2002 02:49 PM
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