May 30, 2009 00:14
Paper cranes, is it? How nostalgic. I haven't folded these since I was a child.
Well, why not.
Rain is grace. Rain is the sky condescending to the earth. Without rain there would be no life.
. . . . .
My, someone is quite the poet.
[ooc: Fortune courtesy of John Updike. Mun does poetry about as well as Hijikata.]
in that place under the bright sun,
paper cranes
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