Whispering secrets

July 8, 2010

Sitting on the front porch about to light up a cigarette, thinking about the weeks events when suddenly a gust of wind takes the trees by surprise and spills all their secrets to the rest of the world. These secrets whispered unintentionally are taken as a sign of things to come. Just hoping that the secrets were full of hope and spirit, not despair and lies.

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