to take it all back? or a thousand faces looking on in quiet wonder? a magic show. a two headed snake. a thousand whispered words moving through the tree branches, like the shadows dancing on my bedroom ceiling. summer failed me. summer ended up a forgotten bicycle, with its front wheel still spinning. summer ended up a dream forgotten so quickly it never happened. fall came, and with it.... well she left in the fall. do you even want me to stay? she asked. do you even know what you want? tendrils of ivy grew up the side of our house last summer, then stopped dead and leafless 2 weeks ago. here we go again they sighed.Birth sign: Taurus
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