No one but Night, with tears on her dark face watches beside me in this windy place.
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Me to the T...
"Are you, by any chance, angry with me?" he asked. "Nope. Never for long. Frequently puzzled. I'm well endowed with confusion, badly off for anger."she replied.
...never angry for long, but confused and puzzled long after. Just explain; if you can.
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