Different Pen
Summers and solitude, winters and wistfulness. God, Arctic snow and strawberries.
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
ex post facto
I dreamed you had left me a note letting me know how to find you again. It's been nine years. I still wonder what could have been, sometimes.
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