"How true is it that words are but vague shadows of the volumes we mean."
-Theodore Dreiser-
Wednesday, July 4, 2012
# 3 Fireworks.
For no one can resist a flaming ball that bursts into
thousands of shimmering strands of light.
Pretty, but fleeting. It fades into
the darkness as quickly as it comes.
Maybe next year I’ll get to see them.
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