Words bind us, words break us. Words we create and try to erase have all come to find truth in the fact that in understanding life we make words come alive.
Wednesday, November 01, 2006
The heavy smoke filled the room and their breaths drew in the polluted air and their lungs absorbed the dark fog and they exhaled slowly and the cycle continued for hours and hours slowly one by one they left and the fog disappeared
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