aosid's Diaryland Diary

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the night fell in weightless, gently sloped flakes
i stood in the same place i did three months ago
when it was the stars falling instead
(the ferris wheel boasted and spun on the skyline
while you climbed a tree seven hundred miles distant)
i realized
no matter how the world turns from now on
you'll always own a little piece of my skies

8:29 a.m. - 2011-11-20

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