Sunday, October 14, 2007
winter sun
without you my ideas are one dimensional. i'm nowhere. i will die unexplored if i'm not careful. if you're going to go alone, you have to set alarms. and even then, you're not safe. conversation is the most important art form. we need to talk. you and i. without your voice i am nothing. it's the only thing i've ever been good at. but not without you.
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