_requiem_ sab the universe is singing a song for its impending death the communication is rapid and staccato rythmical and you can feel the pain eminating from it from them in the end it drifted all away contenental style and they stood on different places and watched the distance grow the girls are strangly quiet as i throw the petals in petals paper paper towel trowel turns the first sod sod it 041214 what's it to you? who go blather from