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And the Skies Lay SilentShe used to think that if she listened hard enough, she’d hear God talking to her.And the Skies Lay Silent
That was before she realized that there are seven billion other people in the world thinking the same thing, more or less, and if she had the choice she’d probably talk to someone else too.
Bluesy music helps on those days when she feels as though she is truly alone, a wisp of gray in a world of technicolor rainbows. The jazzy tones soothe away the feeling that she could disappear and nobody would know the difference, the feeling that she is not really here, that nobody sees her. The music has a soundtrack sort of
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Shades of GrayA child his age has no business being so wise, she thinks, and then she remembers that he is old enough to understand the situation in the first place. Not old enough, perhaps, to know just what he wants, but old enough to know without a doubt that he wants something.Shades of Gray
He is old enough to catch her interest, and young enough to make her feel disgusting.
Desire, as he is now, means very little to him, but she knows that all it would take is the tiniest of pushes, the barest nudge. So she keeps her skirts knee-length and her shoulders covered, because although he is old enough to know just what those things
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The Things She LeftShe took a lot of things with her when she left (her cat, her beret, his confidence), but she was generous enough to leave three things behind (though it didn’t take him long to start wishing she’d just taken them, too):The Things She Left
1) her green college sweatshirt,
2) his heart, and
3) her hair.
The sweatshirt was easy enough to deal with: within two days, nine hours, and fifty-three minutes, the dust bunnies had dragged it into whatever oblivion existed beneath his couch, and that was the end of that. His heart was a little trickier, but not much: he managed to patch it back together, all thr
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Moon RiverI don't know this song.Moon River
The tango is finished, which is a shame, because I always liked the tango. It's a heady dance, with undertones of sensuality and an exhilarating story to tell. It's symbolic of prostitutes and the men who want them, and I like that just fine. It adds excitement to the movements. It's jealous and teasing, dramatic and overbearing all at once, and when you're pressed chest-to-chest with your partner, the rest of the world disappears for whole minutes at a time.
But the tango is finished.
This dance is different. It's more refined, with less passion and more grace. And the music is p
by ~TheKingfisher
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