Sep 2015
Another storm is coming
And the past still
Remains around your feet
Piling until it melts…
I cant wait to see you
Warm, dry and stormless.
And the past still
Remains around your feet
Piling until it melts…
I cant wait to see you
Warm, dry and stormless.
(Portlandia, now.)
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