Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Home Is In The Cornfields, Sipping Pink Lemonade

What makes a woman not love a man who loves her? Baby girl, you see the world in black and white and your heart has always made your decisions for you. Happy as a clam, I can see the glimmer in your eyes. You're doing just fine.

You've already found home, my yellow bird.

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