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Jul 07, 2005 00:58

I was strolling under the tents of trees
and raindrops occassionally reached me
as though asking:
Is your desire to suffer,
to sob?

Soft air,
wet leaves;
- the scent was spring, the scent sorrow.

FRIENDS ONLY.

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anecdoteofrain July 7 2005, 23:20:16 UTC
Hooray! ^_^

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spilymdaer July 8 2005, 07:14:31 UTC
YAY!!! IT'S ME!!!

(Meg. :D)

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anecdoteofrain July 8 2005, 17:59:46 UTC
Yay!

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rewindxthecycle July 8 2005, 17:16:38 UTC
bonjour.

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anecdoteofrain July 8 2005, 18:00:11 UTC
J'ai te aime!

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tyedyeprincess July 8 2005, 21:19:00 UTC
Caro-
add me;-) its Kait

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hi aetius666 July 9 2005, 18:44:23 UTC
you dont know me but i was wondering, where are those lines from or did you write them?

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Re: hi anecdoteofrain July 10 2005, 07:02:07 UTC
The poem is called "Anecdote of Rain" by my favorite poet- Adam Zagajewski. He's an amazing writer.

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