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faint expression
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
The white bits of dust
that cling to each of the keys
remind me of the night it snowed
and no one saw but you and me.
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Lara
I am a meteorologist. I play the ukulele. I have an affinity for the color green. I think people should smile more.
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