/lets make smiley pancakes and ballroom dance on the kitchen floor baby

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Thursday, April 20, 2006

is it a touch of frost lies in the air?
why are we haunted with a sense of loss?
we do not wish the pain back or the heat;
and yet,and yet,these days are incomplete.

11:42 PM

poo poo face hairys june

poogie woggie with me (: