in_hindsight palm it all becomes for you. 050323 ... mourninglight cruel 050323 ... snow written for me. anamorphed into you. pleading. sometimes words beg to be realised. And even I cannot speak of who I write for or to. 050323 ... Snook I should have been nice to the ones I wasn't, and mean to the ones that I was. 050930 what's it to you? who go blather from