pastel yellow v-neck.
The End
They meet in the endless park by the ball field.
Amantha says I thought I knew you. Cracks a grin.
A sly smirk is drawn out of Tawny, I guess we just gotta find out ... Ourselves.
The Real End
Speaking Listening Understanding
Jesus Christ
Holy Ghost
God
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Tawny Finds
Very hopeful and curious, Tawny brightens today by waking and drifting out of bed through the bathroom and kitchen, all the golden, window-paned, curtained Sunlight. "The light of Tha Son keeps me shinin' (: ," Tawny muses in her deep Georgia twang, eyes wandering toward the popcorn ceiling.
She fills her active mind with questions, hypotheses and possible plans, all having to do with .. .. bodies, petite sleek like rabbits or seals or otters, pass around each other like wispy clouds at night or day, coastal winds or mountain tops in early spring or late summer....
Their minds on the internet, green wires, eyes sparkle and short-circuit, bleeding caps blue light too tired her times of the months trying the white liquid - - Lonely for all the right reasons.
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