One foot on the ground
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
When you think it is pure thought
You are like someone who would let me have the black jellybeans, someone who would be happy to go nowhere and just be, someone who would tell me things I don’t know and ask me things I’ve never been asked. You are like no one I’ve ever met.
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