Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Single Serve Mayonaise Packets





If overlook not hide, come in peace. Are the pilgrims of your memory, you held the tiles to walk. Did not recognize lunita haunted? Look at them well.
The sepia sadness of farewell ...
innocent moisture in your first kiss of love ...
the wrath-lightning shook the roots you ...
yellow pain the most terrible disappointment ...
solitudes-wisdom that you insisted on amputation.
Here they are. Here we meet in town meeting to steal the silence that knew you forget to inject. Open your eyes, silver lunita! Let your eyes be filled with this event. Listen
sweet chorus accrued ...
the chorus of smiles fled generous of your lips ... There is no
night to protect you, moon naughty ...
No more hiding, coward moon.
Hurry! You need little to jump ...

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