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When the skies turn cloudy and Earth washes herself with rain, all Ican think of is you? Why is it that when I look out the window and see the flowers shake the cleansing rain out of their petals, all I feel is despair? Why do you still mean so much to me? Why do I still feel I have lost you?
Why is it that everytime I feel young again, I am looking for you beside me? Why do I still pine for you from some corner of my heart? Why are my happiest songs and saddest sighs in your name? Why is it that when I am sleeping and vulnerable, you take over my dreams?…
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Residual memory…wonderfully captured…:)
on a lighter note, is it the rains or the tension at work that is triggering creativity…;)
Posted by: P@L at August 9, 2003 3:59 PM
Thank you, P@L - it was definitely the rain this afternoon :)
Posted by: Shanti at August 9, 2003 4:52 PM