Wednesday, February 24, 2010
One-der
numbers stand together aligning her fortune with the master of ceremonies. even her breath is whispered into her. all is aqueous in nature. so close. yet she misses again and again her star but this too would be given, ringing appreciation in sonorous strings to be played again and again for her to remember.
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