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09-16-2012, 06:05 PM
"I'll take a couple. Who wants feathers?" She opened the envelope and put it next to the box, getting her line ready. She stuck a worm on the hook, then a black and yellow feather and cast the line in before plopping down comfortably in the mud.
I KNOW THE PIECES FIT, CAUSE I WATCHED THEM FALL AWAY, MILDEWED AND SMOLDERING.
FUNDAMENTAL DIFFERING, PURE INTENTION JUXTAPOSED WILL SET TWO LOVERS' SOULS IN MOTION.
DISINTEGRATING AS IT GOES, TESTING OUR COMMNICATION.
THE LIGHT THAT FUELED OUR FIRE THEN HAS BURNED A HOLE BETWEEN US SO WE CANNOT SEE TO REACH AN END...
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