

Summer SongIm biding my time Till the time when I can fulfill My urge for going Waiting for sunlight and saltwater To bleach the shadows from under my eyes Leftover from sleepless suppositions Amounting to less than love More than nothingSummer Song
Waiting for dandelions and sweet summer grass To get you out of my system Clean me out, make me empty Of the cares of half a year Playing a part I half believe Till I cant discern which parts are me And which are some old playwrights fabrication Escapist practices forming a reality
That my clumsy fi
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thank you
much appreciated! I like your ID - it rocks warholic
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shadows are great, i tried to capture more shadows on film that i don't usually notice, but.. its kinda hard when you don't really notice them.. hehe
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