there was frost on all the windows
all of the snowflakes were drunk little angels
i was jealous of the wind blowing
and i'm well aware of how stupid that sounds
let me just explain what i just said
the wind is never born and it's never dead
it may as well just stop but it blows on
it blows on
just so you know.
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let it always be known that i was who i am
cukursēne (saccharomyces) wrote on November 14th, 2011 at 11:10 pm
neko nedarīšu, gaidīšu sniegu