It's tornado weather.
It has been for days.
But you should see out my window and feel the hot winds on your face.
If I end up in OZ I'll hide my ruby slippers.
I wonder where the paintbrushes grow.
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
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at the end of your fingertips...
will you bring back a heart for me?
I need a new one that's whole....
you must pick up the pieces, and polish them, and look for the beauty in the fragments. It isn't easy, takes a while, but when the sun shines again the bits you have polished will be beautiful...
but for now, see if you can make do with a functional pump. A friend says they last well, and I think they are good to have when the scar tissue isn't healed enough to use the old one again. Mine works best if I put it in the sun and take it walking lots...
Kay I don't know you, but you are truely lovely!
thanks =)
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