Friday, September 26, 2003
I am bold now.
So small to feel
Being so
I know I can't nudge you
To notice my existence
A dust
Rolling by you
Afloat
Wishing for you
To visit me with stares
In you idle hours
So small to feel
Being so
I know I can't nudge you
To notice my existence
A dust
Rolling by you
Afloat
Wishing for you
To visit me with stares
In you idle hours
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