Today it hit me like a wave comes in from the ocean.
I wish I could write to release it.
But I am much to tired to fight today.
Tomorrow's another day.
I'm thirsty anyway.
Saturday, November 13, 2010
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She decided to free herself, dance into the wind, create a new language. And birds fluttered around her, writing "yes" in the sky.
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