Tuesday, December 16, 2003
we shared breaths we inhaled the goodness and exhaled puffy gusts that collided with the inside of your windshield i feel happy to know you and at peace when you are near you still come in loud and clear on this wavelength and i hear you *over* ashes to ashes to green trees to ashes to green trees to ashes to green trees to ashes these grey swirls have ensnared us and beg us to fly together once again
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