This is more than just the average blog, its my life, how i feel. without writing i would burst at the seams all the time. writing is what helps me get through it all even if i dont write every day, what matters is when i do and how i cant stop myself.
Thursday, January 7, 2010
season
As the mornings become brisk As the layers thicken The wind whips the Horse of summer along Pulling behind it fall. Fall, the time change When birds get Smart and fl away. When the hours of The day become Shorter.
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