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Saturday, August 18, 2012

Those who with oxygen will burn

The cardinal must be like a flame on the wind, and so she is never surefooted and rarely alight. She is a songbird's subtle language. I hear your restless voice rushing through the open window.

Posted by John D. at 6:23 PM  

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