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Apr 21, 2003 02:04



i watch every morning as the postman comes, sometimes cramming the letters in the mailbox, other times leaving them on the doorstep, the ink rain-streaked and illegible. he never looks at me, only past me, surveying the trees and electric wires, picking and rejecting each object as though they played a nameless but crucial part in the grand ( Read more... )

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thistle April 20 2003, 12:42:36 UTC
wow. i really like this.

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artofyou April 24 2003, 23:46:26 UTC
thank you :)

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sakuramochii April 21 2003, 00:05:30 UTC
i really like this piece of writing but i can't put my finger on why, exactly. i wanted to let you know, though, just so you're aware that i appreciate it. :)

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artofyou April 24 2003, 23:45:52 UTC
thanks! :) also, i wanted to say i think your art performance looked really amazing. i wish i was there to see it!

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treemuseum May 3 2003, 07:42:04 UTC
hey linda, i've switched livejournals (to halfheard. could you add me back, please? i know i don't comment much, but i don't want to miss out on your journal. :)

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