masurabi
I should of let my neice know that I wasnt going to be there on her birthday beforehand. She may have been less aggravated if she would of had the comfort that she had already expected my absence. Birthdays are a big deal in my family, we all come together for everyones special day. She was so disturbed by my absence that she called my ten times that day, but I was on a plane. Going to Korea, so sad how I have no forseight.
The dripping of water from a lonely leaf of an oak tree. The child below laughs in delight as the drops perfectly land on his nose. Dripping down, they land on his shoe, creating a ripple of inspiration as his feet glide across the forest floor and he flows with his feet to the rhythm of the chirping birds. Nothing to do no where to be, the boy rejoices until the moon starts to sing.
The person who holds my things while I away. The thing that keeps my stash of objects from running away from me. Organization. Clutter free. The binder of anything assorted.
Cake. The top of. The best of something. The finishing touch on whatever needs to be sealed. The gem of the crown of pastries. Birthdays and laughter. Licking your fingers. Sugar, sweet. The taste and effect of food. Smooth, creamy frosting is lathered on my cup cakes to give them a better outwardly appearance.
A group of slaves working together for a common goal under the false impression that their efforts are equating to something worth their time and effort.
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