Monday, May 17, 2010

Uncommon Commonality Comments

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Glittering stars rain down from the heavens above.
I feel like I'm falling, stumbling into the alluring warmth of your arms.
Yet, we do not touch, we simply speak of that which we love.
Of the lives that we have lived, and the people who have loved us.
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Kalee Skriver
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