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Mar 25, 2009 19:28
Don't trust anything that eats out of your hand.
For the fiercest beasts are those
kept on a leash
another year, another season.
dance with me one more TIME.
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exploring_game
March 25 2009, 22:39:47 UTC
All of the baby animals here eat out of my hand...
Are we going to have a dance?
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mm_tea_ism
March 28 2009, 09:26:30 UTC
The oldest dance there is.
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exploring_game
March 28 2009, 20:45:31 UTC
How can you tell its really the oldest?
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smilesheknows
March 25 2009, 22:43:07 UTC
...It's poetic, at least. But I'm not sure what to think about it.
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mm_tea_ism
March 28 2009, 09:26:53 UTC
Then why think at all?
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smilesheknows
March 28 2009, 16:12:18 UTC
You're can't not think about things - that's silly.
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mm_tea_ism
March 28 2009, 16:17:37 UTC
Can you think about love?
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transientglobal
March 28 2009, 00:11:36 UTC
I'll dance with you.
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mm_tea_ism
March 28 2009, 09:27:15 UTC
Then take my hand.
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doesntneedpants
March 28 2009, 17:51:45 UTC
. . . does this mean you're coming to my dance party?
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mm_tea_ism
March 28 2009, 17:54:23 UTC
Only if I'm invited. ♥
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doesntneedpants
March 28 2009, 18:00:27 UTC
You're definitely invited.
. . . I just have to set a date.
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. . . I just have to set a date.
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