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If you can feel pain; the soft slicks and flicks upon places you thought were impervious, just close your eyes, and let bittersweet memories ribboned and edged with yellowing creases infuse into the little emptiness within you. Just cautiously remember, no, actually be silly-crazy-reckless with this, remember that you can feel happiness too. Those untitled somethings, just please, please,          let them dance & flit across your heart. Let their little etchings of 'Happy' remain there infinitely. ∞
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Mar 7, 2014
Mar 7, 2014 at 6:55 AM UTC
Smile, Silly, Smile
If you can feel pain; the soft slicks and flicks upon places you thought were impervious, just close your eyes, and let bittersweet memories ribboned and edged with yellowing creases infuse into the little emptiness within you. Just cautiously remember, no, actually be silly-crazy-reckless with this, remember that you can feel happiness too. Those untitled somethings, just please, please,          let them dance & flit across your heart. Let their little etchings of 'Happy' remain there infinitely. ∞
Hihihi! This one is for Michael. Happy birthday! xo P.S Yawns Time to sleep. Good Morning Sunshine, Good Afternoon or Good Night & Sweet dreams where-ever you, you and you are! x
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Mar 7, 2014
Mar 7, 2014 at 6:55 AM UTC
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