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Jun 05, 2005 13:07

opposite-end-of-the-forest approaches will eventually meet in the middle...

me and my round-about ways.
The note on my front door will always say "away on tangents" and good fortune will shine upon me every so often when someone is able to find my lost soul and not try to guide it or follow it, but just find it-- and be my companion.

Share an apple with me over Pulp Fiction and I'll be your Honey Bunny, no problem. Help me tear down a wall, show me a card trick, tell me you knew it was the seven of clubs all three times, dress me for bed when I'm too tired, watch me sleep if it warms you at all and support me in Sunday morning employer wars,
forgive me for getting us lost on the way home and when you call back, tell me I'm loved.

tangents, tears and riots, Honey Bunny.
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