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yellow strands of wheat field fire summer remnants
flying like whiskers on the crest of the hill
in the strong wind

they say childhood is what makes you

 There is love everywhere, in between the cracks and crevices and filling the largest capacities that in time, despite a perhaps obvious display or superhero face, need the happiness so deeply. there is love everywhere and i am blessed to have the friends i have. thank you for guiding me through the night to the hysterics of laughter and coloring ( Read more... )

equirelle?

aaac ecurueil!

yeah, je pense que je suis rapide et rusée comme le renard

mais que je suis aussi tres seule

et que les gens me trouve mignonne mais ne m'aiment pas beaucoup

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I could sit for hours to get a second of truth
I had dreams
i remembered a freeway i'd once seen

tell me 
the route to the ocean
sands of our childhood

i want to spend more time with that shoreline 

dreams were tumbling over and over beneath that same ceiling ( Read more... )

In a way, I'm staring at the cieling thinking back remembering ( Read more... )