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A Wake...

Now I wake me up from bed, eyelids heavy and a drum in my head... ~Long night. Where am I now? ~Dreamy light... I'm awake somehow? 55... Mom died. From today... 155... am I alive? ~Yes, you are.... "This Way..." Now I wake me up from sleep, past and present lights of speed, catching up... my mind is deep. Rhyming patterns in the air. I see them. They see me hear. ~155... drive me. ~Light to sea... Buddha sat under a tree... His birthday 9, in the month of May. "This Way..." Mason left a message dear, Was "On the One" so we can hear, George ol' boy... what do you say? From the Buddha's birth, Count. 1 5 5 6 days. ~Where are the twins~ CC XX... this way... Hear the music when it plays... You're A Wake to count the days. ... okay then. A WakE it is... The English word "wake" originated from the ancient Indo-European root "wog" or "weg," meaning "to be active." This evolved into several meanings, including "growth" ("vegetable"), "to become or stay alert,".... and "watching or guarding" wiki.

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Date: 5/13/2009 11:09:00 AM
Nice. Beautiful. - jeremiah
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Date: 5/12/2009 8:07:00 PM
Izzy, you have an incredible imagination and make wonderful observations in this creative write. Sorry you lost your mother. Mine died young too. Most intriguing was learning that I'm not the only one who lies awake in bed while "Rhyming patterns in the air." You have a joyous gift! Love, Carolyn
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