it's tiny it lasts for a day it folds as if to sleep for the night next day it moves a step up closer to the sun its old place clean as if it has never lived there
Thought a bit about you today, savage; been spending a lot of time with Colleen, which is not different, and with the AA crew, which is. Without Sylwia or you here, I pretty much only have the gimlet and sharon to talk to extensively.
I like the poem; this probably has no relation, but it made me think of Tuesday lunches, never the same place, yet somehow always the same. or not.
I have no idea what I'm talking about. Give my regards to Lei.
I know what you are talking about, barbarian. Tuesday lunches were the best times in a bad time. I miss them often. It's good to know that AA is still the same, though frighteningly so. It's more scary to realize that things are no longer the same. 'Cause that's when one grows old.
it's tiny
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Thought a bit about you today, savage; been spending a lot of time with Colleen, which is not different, and with the AA crew, which is. Without Sylwia or you here, I pretty much only have the gimlet and sharon to talk to extensively.
I like the poem; this probably has no relation, but it made me think of Tuesday lunches, never the same place, yet somehow always the same. or not.
I have no idea what I'm talking about. Give my regards to Lei.
I know what you are talking about, barbarian. Tuesday lunches were the best times in a bad time. I miss them often. It's good to know that AA is still the same, though frighteningly so. It's more scary to realize that things are no longer the same. 'Cause that's when one grows old.
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