Steadily this rainfall is becoming much less comforting and slightly depressing. Gray skies don't ordinarily dampen my day, for some reason the gloomy atmosphere makes me feel calm and contemplative. My days haven't been as productive as they should be, sitting in class deadpan as could be. Thinking of her while my mind runs rampant with
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i hear a whisper
when the sun sets on the green prarie
i see a lover
when moon comes up and it is night
i long to hear the whisper of my lover
the lover with brown hair
the whisperer with a beautiful voice
the man i feel in love with
the man from 9th grade gym
MIK THE MAN
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We need to have another poetry session like we did earlier, that was actually really cool. I swear, if you are not ready Saturday, I will just be so upset that I will go emo and wear girls pants and oversized sunglasses.
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