4:50 p.m. - 2009-04-21
pipe drain
"Jerica, Thank you, you are just precious. Wesley loved you. Harolyn" oh my pipe dreams one pipe longer one cloud higher, the height of my hope is reflecting off the soft waves beneath it, being this vastness, the mouth of my eyes fitting just right my appetite and the trick is not to look down fall in and drown a way to get nowhere, that seemingly somewhere everything draining and emptying
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