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the last sunset

child of the universe
Sunday, June 17, 2007

Today.

I was sitting on a waiting shed's bench. And I noticed that we had the same piece of clothing on, form shirt to pants, even my battered chucks. I would've pointed out to him that we had the same thing on, and probably have a few laughs about it, but he'd already left and got on the last bus while I was writing this.

smiled at the sun again @ 5:53 PM,




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