you charged out and grabbed someone and covered their face, head, neck, whatever you could get hold of, in bright, powdery, bursting out of you fist, flying abeer. ...
Searching through old things,
Many memories outpour
But can't find that one thing
For which you were searching for
Two friends, mad about love and writing, decided it was time to start something new.
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