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Beneath the boardwalk;
is the hickory anthology.

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Saturday, January 9, 2010



I would love to be able to walk through the misty cotton-looking white stuffed clouds up there.

Oh how fantastical it'll be like. Sitting there at the edge of the bridge, and even if your slipped, the clouds will be able to catch you to prevent you from falling even deeper and deeper.

You're like the clouds to me. It's just that, you don't realise that.