I want to live where palm trees grow
Actually I dont
I want
to be where the sunshine slows
and nightime seems as tho it didn't
ever start
or stop
I listen
To the wind
it whispers stories
forgotten fables of existence
We've built up quite a strong resistence
to nature
so much that
we hurt her
So much that she fights back
No-doubtably she'll win
But while you can
I suggest you take a deep breath
And breathe in fresh air
if, You can
For those of you that can't I'll take a dozen
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
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