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the trigger of rain --- or the rain triggers - memories and want and longing -
xoxo Elyse
posted by
elysianfields
on January 10, 2010 at 7:21 PM
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Not a reminder I would constantly want to be reminded of.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on January 10, 2010 at 3:01 PM
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Amazing..
Your words are painfully expressive and it brought me back to when I went through a similar situation.
Beautiful work.
posted by
_AC_
on January 10, 2010 at 12:23 PM
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I always enjoy your work
and this one has left me with tears in my eyes. I no longer feel tall and strong...
posted by
malcolm
on January 10, 2010 at 9:29 AM
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Sinome
"I turned around and walked into my life" - what other choice do we have? I suspect you do it with your head held high.
posted by
Troosha
on January 10, 2010 at 6:28 AM
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Rains
I think this is nice, with a cute ending.
posted by
C_C_T
on January 10, 2010 at 3:01 AM
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Now you've got me singing,
Blue Eyes Crying In The Rain.
posted by
TAPS.
on January 9, 2010 at 11:46 PM
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Sinome
Oh such a fantastic poem. Yes I know and do so many all those moments we stuff unless it rains. Oh this is so great. God bless and keep you.
posted by
Justi
on January 9, 2010 at 10:25 PM
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