Monday, March 19, 2007

Away from the office, news, voices, cars’ lights. Away I want to go, into the forest, deep down the grass. I’m sure I’ll be able to smell the spring life. I’ll find there seeds and lime. I’ll eat the lime. I’ll plant the seeds. And I’ll quietly enjoy the rest of spring.

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