Blow back dererlict wind. Lay my soul... Watch this Amy say to me as she turned off her headlights and sped round the curves from Stenson beach. Michelle? She asks me why do you think of that night. Why? It meant so much to me. The fear. The reality that life... is oh so fragile. When she turned on her lights I saw a deer galloping. Inferred. I remember the candid photos I took of my dear friend. Her candid sweetness :)
Posted on: Thu, 11 Dec 2014 08:34:53 +0000
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