Monday, July 6, 2009
the beginning..
And when the body finally starts to let go let it all go at once not peice by peice, but like a whole bucket of stars dumped into the universe Whoooh! Watch it go! Good-bye small hands, good-bye small heart good-bye small head My soul is climbing tree trunks and swinging from every branch
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