Wednesday, January 16, 2008

Christian Coffee Houseseast Bay

nen, or not, but that feeling soon, the warmth that comes over you and you smile without meaning to plant. It is thanks, or maybe not. Nor is there exact words. There are many kinds of love, they say. And love is Latin search. And discover that the light is not extinguished.

That may not be true, but is that feeling. Claim the right to be unhappy and ask

-so, so short, that just does not hear, be happy, a little, anyway. Is a sudden certainty, the certainty of uncertainty. The magic and unicorns, the secret of knowing you are brave and exposed girl with green mesh and straw hat, wand in hand and bare feet, knees, bruised, dirty fingernails and cheeks

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