"i'll like a drop of rainwater refracting light...
and a dash of illumination across the endless dark too."

Friday, January 9, 2009

its been quite a while since i last remembered about the pandora box which lay quietly, deep down on the floor bed of the springs.
but its fine. the key is not with the box.
the ripples across the springs are temporal. that i am sure.

it will stay shut. for that i am certain, for i had already forgotten where i put the key.

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