A dispassionate white sun shone at the summit of the sky. I wanted to hone myself on it till I grew saintly and thin and essential as the blade of a knife.
I know the feeling.. the hovering, just out of reach. I know what I want but it's just far enough.. xxLuLuBreakfast After 10
I know the feeling.. the hovering, just out of reach. I know what I want but it's just far enough..
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