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birdmad
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the rich scent of the trees overpowered the grimy place in the center of the city it was a rush the perfume of late spring blossoms and wet earth that has had time to absorb the rain which has been falling in a light drizzle the sky above was the color of granite the darkest clouds nearest to the ground, like tendrils, fingers, strands of hair hanging down in the face of an anxious lover waiting for the kiss here comes the rain again
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unhinged
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yeah it's suppposed to rain over here in ohio all week long. late spring/early summer rain is disgusting when you live by a lake. everything is hanging in the air and i hate it.
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ploop
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Jesse always liked the grey sky, it made her happy for some reason
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020403
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jinx
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It's been like this all week. It's getting to me. I feel so numb-but he always makes me smile when I talk to him. I'm glad he's around.
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020403
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rollins
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the sky is filled with sludge
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020404
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girl_jane
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That it is. Today's sky was overcast and grey...and cold. But I talked to you today. There's still hope. I had my sun today. I heard your voice. I had my warmth. Don't take it away from me...
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030105
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jinx
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Way can't I remember red=jinx...not girl_jane...
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030105
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belly fire
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here every day is grey sky day from december to april
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030308
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tessa
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The sky and the sea, bruised and angry. Filled with promises and threats. It's and end to this waiting, anyway.
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040710
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Achilles blood
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The sky above the port was the color of television, tuned to a dead channel. -Best line William Gibson ever wrote... and thats saying something.
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070428
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sardines
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i dive into you show me who you are i will collide and tumble legs stretched arms out more i think about it i see it taste touchfeellickdelightsqueal play delay pause laugh dram delight engage so be bright you colored me!
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130107
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what's it to you?
who
go
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blather
from
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