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Thursday, April 7, 2011

Getting your arm pet in the rain

The bitter-sweet taste slides past my lips as i take my first tingling bite. Soft and moist. There's this feeling in the air that hovers slightly while the crumbs fall silently away like getting a hug from the one person in this world who can drive those everlasting fears away. Those demons who threaten to cave in on us, who force us to run and hide like small children. Only sometimes, "Mom" isn't there to protect us, but its all right, because you know, you're not alone.

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