WHEN THE WINTER HIT IT WAS HARD AND HEAVY. HEAVY HANDED. THE WINTER LEFT ME SEARCHING FOR REFLECTION. MIRRORS WERE FROSTED AND ROCKED NO IMAGE. REFLECTIONS I HAD none. GREEN SWEATERS CLOUDED GREY EYES.
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
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