to all the people with tests and trials coming up. keep on going like a boxer getting battered in the ring, like a bird straining at the end of a string, like a runner gasping for breath on a final uphill stretch.
in the summer there was love, and my heart was an open road. we could have rolled on for ever. but the days became short, and winter came too soon, and the land is blanketed with snow. no two snowflakes drifting through my hands are identical, but they obliterate the ground all the same.
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thanks!
:) :) :)
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Anonymous, at Friday, September 30, 2005 10:19:00 PM
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