He only wanted a story
that would make life a little more liveable, in a city
which could be packed into a match box.
He looks for a new one every tuesday,
among the rusted steel racks stacked with
the smell of yellow secondhand pages.
Monday, July 20, 2009
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3 comments:
Love this! Beautiful
thanks :)
and i love this one!!
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