if you were the sun,
i'd soak you in all day long.
if you were a song,
i'd sing you 'til the morning comes.
(c) 2009
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"Hope is that thing with feathers that perches in the soul, and sings the tune without the words and never stops at all." Emily Dickinson
the title of this makes me think of that hanson song. "when the minutes seem like hours and the hours seem like days, then a week goes by you know- it takes my breath away..."
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