there are weeks in a month
where independent is such an easy thing.
but there are still days in a week
where independent is such a hard thing.
there are minutes in an hour
where smiles is all that is needed.
but there are seconds in a minute
where a shoulder is all that is needed.
trail of obstacles,
their laughter had drifted away the past 12-hour bad news.
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
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