the_limit cr0wl if i could skate on your frozen water then that's where i would be found warm, rubbing my hands together in a feverish indecision, thinking my way into a life made from easily crumpled clay, but that's ok. i'm not a child or a teen-ager or even a young man. what do stars do when the clouds cover their brightness? what does the sun do in the middle of the night? what do wolves do when their bellies ache from hunger? what do i do when my eyes are robbed of sight? i close my eyes and watch the film never made. 100413 what's it to you? who go blather from