Thursday, 1 July 2010

poodle noodle

Age 20,my fragile strands stood out like webs of dead noodle like fibre wire,lots of question unanswered,lots of  laughter,mostly sorrow.The uncertainties had driven me to a poodle of invisible tears.It fills up then eventually, it flooded.

However, summer awaiting,scandinavia awaiting,I predict an intriguing summer : )

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