RAIN
It comes at you like a wall. It washes you to the core. So big it seems you could step between them. The rain falls angry on the tin roof. Sleepy roaring dreams.
posted by Dave at 8:46 AM
Monday, January 16, 2006
It comes at you like a wall. It washes you to the core. So big it seems you could step between them. The rain falls angry on the tin roof. Sleepy roaring dreams.
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I love this picture...damn, it reminds me of the good old days in that beautiful country with wonderful friends and no cares!
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