Monday, March 10, 2008
for link (the beginning)
it was a blurry day filled with heaviness, like we all walked around carrying boxes filled with pianos. the sky seemed a bit shaky. none of us knew where we were going to end up. (we still don't). i saw you beneath the trees. i didn't know you then. but we shook hands. it was good. (it still is).
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