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It is something of no physical essance yet you can see it on the wind. You reach out to grab it but as you lose your fist it slips through your fingers... That one thing...

...and I've finally caught it!

=) Woo!

This is like the third one I've ever written. I lost the other two, hehehe. This poem is about a girl that I've seen several times in my dreams. I think she is my idea of the "perfect girl" or whatever. She never looks the same twice but for some reason I always know its her. It's about a guy who falls in love with...
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Sometimes I go for long walks late at night, hoping to run into someone that will save me from my everday life...

I really wish I could find someone interesting... I'm so bored.

SG rocks my world.