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Orchestral Adornment

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So here, under the shower of plumerias and against the gush of the wind, I have been wandering off my mind. This morning birth was surreal.. as if the whole street was not just swept off particles but off people, too.

Just for a second, I thought I saw a little girl riding her red bicycle but as I smiled, only the ash grey asphalt had the coldest dead stare. Damp from the early six o’ clock dew.. it reminded me of tears.

I caught a falling flower and tuck it between the pages of a book. A useless bookmark.. one which will only stationarily reside in those significant part.

The part where I bought a bouquet of flowers and invited everyone to my funeral.

Originally published in happyobituary.blogspot.com on 9 February 2005 2:35 pm.

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