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Apr 28, 2008 17:02


Subjunctive History

Remember October in the twilight
We'd comb our hair and stand on rooftops
Yelling our biggest secrets to the sky,
Keeping them trapped between the clouds

Then we'd huddle in the darkness
With sticky mouths and eager minds
Devouring the words of the great
With greedy eyes
And composing our works of backwards prose

I'd say: "here is a realm ( Read more... )

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missski April 28 2008, 11:27:08 UTC
Keeping them trapped between the clouds



oh yes.

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feishien April 28 2008, 14:29:30 UTC
woo! song!

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