The leaf moved gracefully and effortlessly across the water's surface. Every time it moved, the sun shone on it in a different light, casting rainbow reflections on its moist, waxy body.
Friday, February 26, 2010
Series 3
"Is love supposed to last throughout all time, or is it like trains changing at random stops. If I loved her, how could I leave her? If I felt that way then, how come I don't feel anything now?"
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