with where I sit at this moment.
Confusing the lightning bugs with the stars.
Looking up from my place in the grass.
I feel you with me.
Your voice in the crickets' chirp.
I am alright.
Now Playing: Parrot Flies - Algernon Cadwallader.
Thursday, July 28, 2011
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