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Saturday, December 1, 2012,
My soul was filled with crystal light. I had dreams, That brought me sadness. Pain much deeper than a River.
Sorrow flew through me in tiny waves of shivers.
Weeping willow won’t you wallow louder?
Flowers in the water..
But loveless bedrooms filled with doom,
Laugh now.
You blew through me like bullet holes.
Someday I'll get up on that horse and,
First kiss the frog and after TIEN.
12/01/2012 03:16:00 PM
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