Monday, March 19, 2007

Dear Thunderclouds:

you with your fervor eyes you. you man siren. this time I am listening. I will make up for that day you slept in the grass with Onyx. Just for a moment. I will come back to my lonely life quietly. I will wait for the next time the rain sneaks up behind me and then I will think of you.
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