Scraping the page with my pen's point, and learning along the way.
2009/05/17
When I returned from Brazil, I wrote many little ditties
Silken ocean waves sweep away my thoughts on unrequited love, and I am awakened to a future with salt water saturating my hair, laughter bubbling in my lungs. Sweet and hard, freshly picked fruit . A hammock in the shadows.
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yes pls.
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