Sometime. How close do you float to me with your sweet words? I hear them and I need to drift back to reality. An idea slowly flowed into my mind and stirred an emotion that I know can never be. A wash of softness remains, which my mind evaluates. I toss a pebble into the deepest pool. I watch the... Sign in to see full entry.
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