Saturday, December 15, 2007

green grass

sometimes you can sit in a field of love and only feel the people that pass you by. as the breeze resonates life and hope, the passerbys are strolling to a different place.
should you follow them or bask in the sun?
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  1. J. W. WargoDecember 20, 2007 at 8:01 PM

    You and I both know that NYC could never comprehend what "These open fields" truly means...

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