
a spark of fire so you might make sense of some shadows.
:: the sleep, judgement, investment - can any of it be sound any longer? or does it all sink?
:: oh the satisfaction of an apronym, here in swat, here in U.S.
:: perhaps it was never pink lemonade at all, simply the tint of youth's rose-colored glasses.
:: a hopeful application of the transitive property.
:: incredulous how delicious the description of him fading away; beautiful, even.
:: what is a hat tip if not a brim?
:: you and i are both (and the only) contractions.