Apr 03, 2006 12:33
Not one tree was standing.
When it was discovered in 1722.
Not one.
This is depressing me.
I see myself as Mildred more and more each day.
I am no longer anything like Clarisse.
No dandelions, no rain.
No trees.
No bugs, no love, no air.
This is \a mindless existence
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