Naked feet dance with blades of grass.
stuff written by jg
T H E M E S
alphabet fishing
creek songs or love strummed through the leaves
fruit
the whale
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Empty Lights
It's okay to feel stuck in places, I feel stuck too
Sometimes the night never ends
And the streets always bend.
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