With the lightest touch imaginable, The stars dance to her naive gravity
Senin, 26 September 2011
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There is nothing I can ask you. And nothing you can tell me. Not without we were face to face, and then I could only kiss you. And lose myself of course.My fall will be my own. Certainly you will push me. Cruel and beatific as I, like some flightless rail, panic and wonder at all those before me winged by evolution. Or were they? How the fuck did they do that?The bottom is nowhere in sight. This fall...
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