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Thursday, May 21, 2009
A Moth In Love
A moth falls in love
With a playful tongue of fire.
What is love but death?
To my dear, dear friend the Moth- Take the plunge yaar. I'll be waiting around with a sponge and a bucket of ice in case you get singed. :)
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