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By mandilove Date: 2005 May 10 Comment on this Work [[2005.05.10.22.54.26780]] |
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This mood is beautiful - it's positively phenomenal. I feel exuberant - I feel like I own the trees, and the birds simply can't keep up. My euphoria controls what I want to say - controls what I do say. Somehow you've beaten my nature - you've won this game - you've won my heart. I'll never tell you, not for a while. But for now, I'll smile at you whenever you pass by me intentionally brushing my side. I'll make catty eyes; I'll trace the contour of your face - I'll want you - that you can know. This mood is beautiful; the birds can't keep up; I cannot be knocked down. For once, I can feel my soul; I can feel it beaming through my skin, dancing with my bones. You've penetrated the Great Wall of China. Congratulations, I could not be more thrilled by defeat. |