Bits and pieces of myself
Sunday, 13 December 2009
We all have a home somewhere
What does a droplet of rain feel as it reaches the surface of the ocean?
As if it belongs there.
What does the frozen girl feel like when snowflakes are falling on her cheeks?
As if she's being kissed by her frozen boy.
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