Sooth say
A heavy stone skimming across a mill-pond. The sound of half a duck quacking.
Friday, May 06, 2005
It's OK.
Still night, Sometimes I find
The kitchen empty. How I've tried
To solve the problems, Leeching through the windows
Alright, It's always happy
Nearer the ending, Instant appeals
I'ts just a heartbeat, And I've solved my sorrows.
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