{Sunday, June 09, 2002}
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Siren Invades Me Outside my window I watch the sun try to sliver between the huge oak trees. Grapevines twisting, her leaves bobbing in the cool, subtle wind. Bluejays are screeching at the squirrel family---staking claim to the lumbering shade-giver. A lone siren invades my space and breaks the calm. Saturday night's allright for fighting; Sunday morning isn't. Labels: Saturday Morning Me  |
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