And sometimes the wind is too loud, ideas disperse in high grey clouds, rain is sparse, best to let go. Time scatters, backward, forward, degrees of freedom lose meaning.
April 24, 2010 by Cynthia
And sometimes the wind is too loud, ideas disperse in high grey clouds, rain is sparse, best to let go. Time scatters, backward, forward, degrees of freedom lose meaning.
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