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We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown
Till human voices wake us, and we drown.

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listography GIVE A GIFT OF MEMORIES
FAVORITE LISTOGRAPHY MENTIONS
IMPORTANT NOTICES
MESSAGES
PRIVACY
  • When the wind blows the curtains in the windows up.
  • Walking on my tip-toes.
  • Taking off my socks in bed and feeling the cold sheets with my toes.
  • The smell of cold air.
  • Very fluffy cats.
  • When you go very very high on the swings.
  • Fog.
  • Bittersweet endings.
  • Pumpkin cookies.
  • Houndstooth.
aug 8 2010 ∞
oct 24 2010 +