pure nard music
posted by optimus prime minister at 2:07 AM
Thursday, September 28, 2006
A breeze floats on snow, summer's failing arm at last. she whispers to clouds and captains that ships are sailing for women's hopes. whipping at the bulwarks, rusting at the canvas, she pushes the wayward son back to his earthly home.
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