a snow of butterflies : texticity

by Tomorrow's Man

October 04, 2003

Why did I write down that word that made me think of that day that made me remember that minute, that one short minute of that hour when everything changed, everything in my life blended from black to indigo touched by green, why did I write down that one simple word and where did I get this power?

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