I stole this from someone else's blog...
Paul Eluard
Le tout est de
tout dire
et je manque
de mots
Et je manque de
temps et je
Manque
d“audace
This is a story. This is pure fiction. This is a test. ...but for you or for me? ~.~ On a sunshine filled day like today, I had all the time in the world for you. We lay on our backs in the grass, dancing silhouettes of the canopy above us, tiny little pockets of light escaping through, like sparkling diamonds another world away... In the light, in the noise of all that clarity, we never did communicate very well... ~.~
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