Shiver the day away until it goes to waste; again. The day lingers on you, and yet it is but liquid to your grasp. Sigh; again. Listen for the day leaving, listen inert and useless; again.
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Posted in Ruby grape of Proserpine, Warwifery on December 6, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
