Low-anchored cloud, Newfoundland air, Fountain head and source of rivers, Dew-cloth, dream drapery, And napkin spread by fays; Drifting meadow of the air, Where bloom the dasied banks and violets, And in whose fenny labyrinth The bittern booms and heron wades; Spirit of the lake and seas and rivers, Bear only purfumes and the scent Of healing herbs to just men's fields! *** |
Feb 26, 2011
Wicked Mist
Feb 25, 2011
Mia&Anna
Did you know, like, every girl there is a Mia or an Anna? They know it. They just don't do anything about it. They encourage it. You don't know these girls? They're fun girls, especially Anna. Rexic...?
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Heavy
Well, what didn't happen? The long version or the bottom line? Because the bottom line is very simple.
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Summer Breeze!
My Winter is Officially Over!
I don't care even if it's snowing outside. Unfortunately, it is snowing.
Feb 2, 2011
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