Saturday, April 30, 2011
Friday, April 29, 2011
I could smell it
where did it go, the fragment that was close close to the word on the tip of my tongue
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where did it go, the fragment that was close close to the word on the tip of my tongue
This is moments and fragments of busy mind drifting, longing, wallowing for something, loud. Forests humbly holding, greens and browns blinding as mud seep between our toes. One breathe, and one twos drizzling down our faces. This is HorseoverFreecloud. Galloping.
where did it go, the fragment that was close close to the word on the tip of my tongue
