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Amanda (xhitme) wrote,
@ 2005-02-17 17:58:00
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    Current music:Steppenwolf: 'Pusher Man'

    More writing?? You Betcha!!
    Spring

    She spun in tight circles, watching the layers of taffetta grow dizzy in the wind. Her smile permeated her face like the aroma of a warm meal in a small room. Happiness was spinning faster and faster, barefoot in the wet spring grass. Spring, when the ground is just damp enough for your toes to sink gently into the earth. Girls don thin silk tops to replace thick, coarse, wool coats and our demeanor is lifted lightly above our shoulders. The nights are warm and there is a quiet chorus of violins always being sung in the forest.



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