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Location: Melbourne's shining streets, Victoria, Australia

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... ~.~

Tuesday, June 26, 2007

Flower for today:

When one asks a flower
to answer questions
with one's own voice
and one's own words;
"do they love me,
or love me not...?"
picking off the petals
is like
shooting the messenger
what you're left with is silence
not a solution.



I found this too. But I don't remember who wrote it. I'm pretty sure it isn't me. So to whomever I am plagiarizing, I'm sorry. I have at least admitted these aren't my own words :P

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