love_never_fails raze my sodden friends don't look a gift- curse in the mouth. "they all look frazzled," my brother says. i kind of expected that was what i would be told, but i didn't want to believe it. i know what they were looking for, this iron team. they didn't originate their posture. they were probably done and down in a matter of minutes. if the four of them were to love after all, even weakly, i would turn around and act meaningful in a very weird way and replace the depth of their souls with one book, long in its sky. 260410 what's it to you? who go blather from