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| birdmad |
sitting here in the library, taking a break from the sun, wandering downtown, looking over the landscape wondering if i'm not just another brittle tumbleweed. you never see them anywhere but in the desert, they break into unrecognizable little fragments as the wind carries them along. when was the last time you saw a tumbleweed by the beach or in the high forests or in a grassy green meadow. you don't. i guess that should tell me something, no? |
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| Piso Mojado | a_new_sense_of_your_own_story | 030628 |