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you open me and clean me of the gray matter that surounds me. It all falls away and I am happy. so clear the world seem when I stand beneath the falling rain. Posted By Carolyn Ann On 03.31.2012 @ 10:32 am
you open me and clean me of the gray matter that surounds me. It all falls away and I am happy. so clear the world seem when I stand beneath the falling rain.
the white, the remain of you, the stale, the few, the residue, the pale, the dew, the end of you, the left over, the fog of some thing un-knew. Posted By Carolyn Ann On 03.23.2012 @ 11:29 pm
the white, the remain of you, the stale, the few, the residue, the pale, the dew, the end of you, the left over, the fog of some thing un-knew.
