Aug 04, 2006 12:21
Who comes out to walk between worlds to see me? I see you, walking, walking... searching... you cannot yearn for something with all of your soul without me seeing. When you get here? I have things to do. I give you sands of time, maybe you hurry. Hurry, hurry, Tia has things to do.
What machine this be, in dreams.
outside the city