We stopped at perfect days
and got out of the car.
The wind glanced at her hair.
It was as simple as that.
I turned to say something--
Added: 19 Aug 2001 | Last Read: 22 Nov 2009 2:18 AM | Viewed: 7175 times
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Richard Brautigan
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