As Memories Await
As memories await i watch the glowing sun thru time and time again. Waiting for my memories to catch up with me. But one day the sun demands memories be forgotten. But then how will we remember things. As I sat upon my roof waiting for the sun to rise again. Another mysterie came upon me. What was the moon saying that night? Then joy overan me as the moon demanded that memories shalt no be forgotten. But the sun thought otherwise say day in and day out they consulted. After many days and many weeks the moon was victor and all was right again.
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Inflatable Pirate · Wed Jul 26, 2006 @ 10:51pm · 1 Comments |